“Lyla, get me all the information you can on this Earth. Rápido.” Miguel muttered as he got out of the orange dimension portal, angrily messing with his watch, his face showing pure irritation.

“If ‘ya say please.” The tiny hologram of Lyla projected her annoying voice as she teased, crossing her arms over her big white coat.

“Goddamnit, Lyla! Just do it!” He gnashed his teeth. “Please!”

Meanwhile, Miguel looked to the city of the dimension ahead of him. He was already in a shitty mood.