[b]Dendus[/b]
Sighing, Dendus turned his head around the garden for ten seconds. The same green, noisy leaves and dark brown, streaked trunks of oaks, wispy and puffy clouds racing across the sky, the gentle-swaying emerald-green grass on the ground and blossoms of diverse colors, all these seen within the eyes of a Limbus. Colorful and peaceful compared to his own home realm.

Turning back to Oona, Dendus replied to her question. "The orb basically deals the hurt of a third-degree burn. On the other hand, the white wing beams deal pain without the injury, and is more of an incapacitor rather than a real threat. I don't know any else, it's been a long time since i came out of Limbo."