"Let's stop for a minute," Umbra shook Giza's hand prompting her to do just that and turn to him. "Get me out of here,"
"Is something the matter, My Lord?" She asked, extending her free hand and opening a rift from her dark dimension to reality.
"No," He retorted pulling his hand away and sucking in a breath as he exited. "It's suffocating in there."
"It has only been a week, my lord, you seem to be adjusting rather slowly," Giza chuckled. "I have spent all of time in there, but it seems you may need some more time to adjust-"
"Don't patronize me," Umbra snarled, setting foot down on the world she had stopped on, there were no inhabitants visible, but he could tell that beings of great power resided beneath the surface. "Where are we?"
"I assumed you would want a little exercise after a week of doing nothing but travelling empty space, so I scouted someplace dangerous for you to do just that," She smiled.
"Also..."
"Also?" Umbra raised his brow.
