"...real Arthur?"
There's wind, now, and a sea.
Planets are ejected matter from stars, right? Balls of molten rock and iron, elements coalescing randomly into stuff big enough to be approximately-spherical under its own weight. That's how rocky planets are formed, at any rate, and she's clearly on a rocky planet, so that's what must have happened. But the ground is solid and cool, this isn't molten rock, so it must've cooled off. The core is still molten, of course, but that's far away.
And there must be water, right? That's an important part of temperature regulation, is water—and the microorganisms in water, converting carbon dioxide into oxygen, which is then hit by ultraviolet light that turns that into ozone. The ozone layer and the atmosphere keep the temperature stable and breathable. So this planet must have water, and an ozone layer, and the water must be salty—an ocean—because it's always in contact with the rock. The rock on which she's standing, for instance, in the middle of the ocean.
Atmosphere and ocean, very important to sustain complex life.
Like the ones in those three motorboats over there. They're heavily covered in protective gear, but they look like reptoids. At least a dozen in three boats, one of which is going straight to Dayo.
What.
Those don't make sense.
So the ocean starts trying to make sure they're not there.
The waters become turbulent enough that the boats starts zigzagging. One is briefly caught in a whirlpool and turned around. Another capsizes. They're still trying to approach.
No they don't understand this world is not ready it makes no sense for them to exist here. They should come back later.
Now the ocean is really violent, to almost impossible levels. The capsized boat is swiped aside, one of the reptoids actually goes flying up in the air and lands closer to the shore. But the waters are dragging most of everyone else away. Some are going under and not coming back.
Yes, that is at it should be. This world cannot contain these things yet, they don't follow from what exists.
The reptoids change their minds and turn around. At least the ones that are able to.
And the ones that aren't will become raw material that fits with the rest of the world.
If she says so. The portals will close in tighter on her.
What is that black thing over there in the frozenlands? There are shadows moving over there.
She can see a reptoid running, being pursued by... a giant black sea serpent that slides in and out of the ice like it's liquid. The serpent is missing an eye. They are moving her way.
Huh. Interesting.
Maybe she should try to close these portals before they get here. But she's not sure how.
Something, maybe a wisp of sand, stirs... but to no visible effect.
In fact another portal opens right up close to her nose.
And then the wind blows and she can even see when a strand of hair connects-
And she—wakes up, for lack of a better word, and collapses into his arms. "—what—what's happening—what's—going on—"
They are in a dark room with four beds. Jessica and Victor rest on two of them. A reptoid is face down on the floor.
"Dayo," Felix sighs in relief. "I don't know, I woke up in this place and there are more reptoids about. None of you were waking up and I have no idea where Fenris is."
"I—I—I had a dream—it was—" She looks around. "How did you knock that reptoid out?"