Environmental awareness

Lucius paced the pillared chamber, caring little for the wonders on display. Here and there a weapon caught his eye, but even the best were too alien or too inelegant for his tastes. His flesh was restless, his eyes ceaselessly roaming the pavilion’s interior.

Usually he had perfect awareness of his environment, but the elastic dimensions of the pavilion’s interior made it difficult to form an exact map of his surroundings.

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The Crimson King, Chapter 2