Suddenly there was a flash of red.
Mana flared as Crimson appeared, savaging the dragon's mouth and causing the burst of lightning to fly into the woods, where it exploded and burned a patch of trees.
The moment Kordia neared the center, she saw it. The slight shimmer of spherical space that she knew would lead somewhere else.
It was slightly off the ground, and so she grabbed Lapins and Sin by the waist and leaped, rolling to a stop in a clearing where the grass was red and the sky was clear and blue.
All around them, trees with white trunks speckled with black bore red leaves, and somewhere in the distance a green, striped rabbit munched on its fare.
We're in a dungeon, Kordia realized as she let Lapins and Sin stand.
And then she turned... and gasped.
Against a small hill, Silver lay, her breathing shallow as Kordia approached.
The fox spirit was wounded. Worse than wounded, she was dying.
