Instead of merging into the darkness of Toril, Hill still chose to let the moonlit path guide his way.
And even though it wasn't the Silvermoon of his own world, Toril's moonlight still gently embraced him.
Suren acted generously; perhaps sensing the Power of the Silvermoon from another world in Hill, the moonlight almost pulled him quickly out of the world membrane.
As soon as he stepped into the starry sky, he had a sense of crisis.
Hill stood motionless in the water-like moonlight. His exit from the world membrane attracted some void monsters.
These strangely shaped creatures lingered where Hill had emerged. Finding nothing in the nearly merged moonlit Hill, they left directly.
Hill stood expressionlessly, but he was, in fact, a bit scared: Why would a natural spirit appear in such a place?
The decayed and ethereal tree-like beasts made Hill, favored by nature, feel a chill all over.
