After the explosion, there was not a villager in sight. Seeing

as half the village was in a crater.

She had to find out on her own. She turned the door handle

but it was locked from the outside.

She was locked in her own room in an unfamiliar town that

was just blown to shreds. She was only worried for the

villagers and children. Her battle senses soon kicked in.

She looked around the room for a way to escape. The

window was too small to jump out of and since the door was

reinforced with beams of metal, impossible to break. Her

only way out was magic.

Her Amulet that was made from a rare stone called

Grandidierite that has great powers but cannot be used for

long; it was scarcely used by the queen. She sat down in

deep meditative state and chanted the sacred spell to

teleport outside.

She managed to teleport safely, but she didn’t know where

she was. This time not a desert or a town, but in the

wilderness filled with exotic birds and bizarre plants.

Where was she, she wondered.