"You realize the trip could be a one-way ticket to a land of no return?" wandered around his memory, a magical circle lit in an expansively empty apartment. 'Here we go,' the thumbs slit, blood doused the lines – a weak lighted portal opened, '-Vesper's worries were well-grounded. Servants of Hades' tried desperately tried to invade in search of mother.'
The recanting of magical words, the layout of the circle, the underlying emotion of ire sufficed to alter the Shadow Realm's weather. Clear streets of Rosespire washed in a sudden downpour, the four generals watched gravely through the castle's various windows. 'Igna's undertaking an impossible challenge.'
*Clash,* halted at the door.
"-good to see you, Intherna, how can I help?"
"Gophy," fiery hair, tangled and curled around her visage, shot up in distress, "-Igna's in trouble. Miira says he has no chance of returning alive."
