Vegetation... An image forms in his mind. Plants. Bushes, scrub-like. Trees. Somehow, he knows what those are, despite not having seen them before.

Serph keeps watch while his companion tests the doors. He hadn't seen much else alive. That in of itself is not that unusual to him. But he hadn't expect that trait to be present in whatever land he's found himself in.

"The monsters were humans. They transformed into demons to attack me." Serph thinks about the sword that had simply disappeared. "Are you not the same?"