W tumbled into the sand with a yelp and a grunt. Barely taking a moment to gather her senses, she scrambled back to her feet and turned to fight, only to find nothing, and no one. Dyed hair lashed about as she turned, her brow furrowed in confusion. She wasn't by the bay any more, nor was there a giant lizard thing rising up out of the ocean, which was all disconcerting.
W looked down at her hands, clad as they were in fingerless gloves, and tried to summon the lightning she'd borrowed from that one guy. Nothing, which meant the flight was gone, too. With a frustrated huff, she did a turn and looked in every direction.
"Hello!?" she called into the ether. "This an actual desert, or like a mind-prison deal?"
Suffice to say she didn't want to consider the third option.
Completing her turnaround, she finally spotted she wasn't alone.
"Oh. Hey. Did one of you guys do this?"