If Sazh had though the earthquake caused by that tower was anything to shake a stick at, then it severely paled in comparison to what had happened afterwards. The world had seemed to erupt in cacophony, with buildings and environments being torn away or morphed on the spot. In the few moments before he had whited out, Sazh had been looking at that emerged tower for some reason for that, and so could've sworn that perhaps there was some massive shadow looming beyond...

When he snapped back to consciousness again, it was over. 'It' being the rearranging of the world, presumably. Whatever the case, Sazh and every other candidate he had seen (plus a few that he hadn't) had all somehow been moved to this open plains. Picturesque rolling hills emphasized by sparkling rivers led out into a grassy valley where huge creatures grazed, and further beyond were large, snow-tipped mountains. The old pilot couldn't quite figure what those large creatures were, but they best seemed to resemble the Adamantoise of Gran Pulse. "Hell, those whole place kinda sparks of Gran Pulse..." Sazh thought out loud.

Looking around at everyone here, it seemed like everyone that was ever supposed to be here was accounted for. Some were definitely recent, and still looking very disoriented (that flaming skeleton guy seemed to be disorienting everyone [i]else[/i], though...), while others had been here awhile before and were just still recovering from the transportation.

[b]{Trial 1: Hunt Down the Legendary Dragon}[/b]

Damn, this really was like Gran Pulse. Dumped down in what may as well have been a yet prettier version of the Archylte Steppe, and then being told to find something that they knew nothing about. What a way to start these trials. Before he went any farther, though, Sazh was struck by a though, and looked down: the l'Cie was met by the same whited brand as ever, and so he sighed with some relief. Whatever this Viewer was, it appeared that he didn't know how to alter the brand of a l'Cie of Pulse.

At least, not [i]yet[/i]...

"So!" Sazh suddenly piped up, forcing himself away from darker thoughts. "Hunt a 'Legendary Dragon', eh? Great. [i]Fantastic[/i]." His apparent cheerfulness was quickly replaced by exasperated sarcasm, and he mumbled, "Where the hell do we even start..." After Ba'al had spoken his mind, Sazh shot a glance towards the mountains. "Good place as any to start looking for some mythical flying lizard, I suppose," The pilot considered. "How're we gonna go about this? We wanna split up again, or- what? I mean, if this place is as big as I think it is, then we've probably got a [i]lot~[/i] of ground to cover."