When he was thrown into the dimensional portal and found himself traveling it was like a terrible acid trip with a hangover that would just not end. He'd soon find himself in a warm, dark, and tight place. He wondered if he just somehow traveled in time before he was born but much more cognizant. He could feel movement and vibrations coming from outside. It seems he'd be being born hopefully soon because it was cramped and odd smelling. Meanwhile the dragon was spazzing out quite badly as he wiggled which would cause it trash about harder.

 Minutes would pass by and although the motion intensified he saw no bright light to emerge from. Strangely enough he also noticed a lack of contractions despite a whole lot of movement and shaking. It was here when his patience was thinning that an epiphany came to him of his latent powers. Punching through the brittle material crumbled like a toasted bread. Volvagia screamed a horrific scream as it thrashed about before flopping to the ground like a fish. An eyeball flew out along with most of its skull and brain matter as a man crawled out of the remains of its head as the scent of cooked brains filled the area.

Oh yeah and there were some weirdos too but he ignored them and exited wherever it was. This land was odd but oddly familiar and it took much minutes for him to recognize where he was. He smiled in the nostalgia as recognized the place or rather the game he was in. He then wondered why the hell were so many people there for that one fight as it was one of the more brain dead fights in the game.