POP!
An explosion of flesh and blood smothered the air and floor in a paint of crimson.
Its tendrils stretched far and wide as a portal anchored itself from the visceral left of what was once Katherin Starblaze.
Behind the Portal, Phestus stood. Bathed in the guttural insides of his once-known Professor.
A look of shock and amazement was plastered on his face as he froze.
His gaze trailed the Portal as it hummed to life.
A brilliance ensued around it as the Caster stepped out with a majestic hue.
The Witch of the West.
'Kira Merlin.' The name sparked in his head as his gaze narrowed.
Arms stretched out to wipe away the murky liquid from his face.
'That was…too coincidental.'
He thought to himself.
A Portal appears right in the middle of a human being.
It wasn't impossible, but it wasn't an easy thing to do either.
You see, Portals were conduits.
They served as doors brought to life through Magic.
