Makoto felt light-headed. 
What was she doing prior? An assignment from sector seven. The Azure grimore? Ragna the bloodedge? "Uggghhh" She felt like graduation day all over Without treats and wayyy more blackout than the last time.

"Greetings."

A jolt of nervous energy shot from the tip of her nose to the end of her tail. Voices come from things, not just from the air! But its dark? Oh no! Makoto checks herself for holes.

"I can't be dead I have so many things to do, friends to save! FOOD TO TRY!"

Her eyes brim with tears, but the voice echos.

"Calm yourself. You are not dead."

She sniffles, looking out in the direction she believes the voice to be emminating from. 

"R-really?"

One can only imagine the look of the voice, Honestly I place it between and eye-roll and a facepalm. 

The voice is attempting to restrain a chuckle as it continues. "Really."

Makoto sighs in relief, and gives a thumbs up to the void? She beings walking around, but nothing seems to change. Just the echo of her steps off what seems to be marble. She smirks suddenly and starts to run as fast as she can? She seems determined to find the end of it.

"What are you doing?"

Makoto speaks at a fast pace, timed with her breathing. "Ohyouknowlookingfortheexit.Theresalwaysaclifforsomethinginthesedreams."

The voice coughs, before speaking. It seems to be struggling to maintain its omnipotent atmosphere. "This is no dream. You will be taking part in a tournament. Against foes yo-" Makoto cuts him off! 
"OHhhh will there be prizes? I would love a trophy! No even better a victory cake! Alright lets do this! Chop chop!" Clapping her hands to add more color to the point, she even goes as far to start tapping her foot?!

The sound of a grumble, something about no one respects disembodied voices anymore, followed by the snap of what sounds to be a colossal pair of fingers!A hole opens beneath the energetic beastkin! She falls from the sky slamming directly behind some ragtag bunch and a dude clad in all green. Speaking of green, The starts shes seeing are blues and yellows. Her concussed head makes her a tad loopy in the greeting.

"I am From N.O.L and I am here. Because I am supposed to acquire any information on the stars and circles." She struggles to her feet stumbling about.