1 Shock (1/2)

In a damp, dark and deep dungeon, somewhere in this World of Agatha, a portal with a purple glow appeared, spitting something out before closing completely.

The figure was human and although pale and unhealthy looking like a corpse, It was still very much alive.

Morgana slowly rose to her feet surveilling the surroundings.

It was strange. As debilitated and wounded as she was, there still should be enough power left to fuel her dark vision spell. After all, It barely consumed any mana.

Speaking of mana, there was certainly something seriously wrong with her reserves.

”How is this possible? Even for this exhausted state it is just too little.”

But after the initial shock, she concluded - ”No. This is still within the acceptable margin of error. After all I just used a very powerful magical artifact to break the barrier between worlds. It wouldn't be surprising even if all of my remaining energy was consumed.”

Morgana calmly fumbled around until finally finding a suitable rock to sit on. Afterward, she immediately began reminiscing her previous battle, the final standoff, her Guild of Avalon against a vast coalition of enemies.

She wasn't, however, at all concerned with the possibility of the enemy following her here. Travel between worlds was a feat few people in history could achieve. The dark wizard herself only accomplished this by employing a relic of old, an item which had been completely destroyed in the process.

Besides, even if the enemy had the means and the will to pursue her into this strange and hostile world, what could she do?

Nothing, unfortunately.

As much as she hated to admit, Morgana was at this moment completely powerless, having spent all of her trump cards.

Like her old mentor said once - ”A problem without a solution is solved from the beginning. It is better to use your energy in more productive ways, my dear.”