BAM! Alora landed inside a dark room. For an instant, she could feel her skin tingle. She couldn't bring herself to move an inch.
CLACK! CLACK! The lights lit in chains, and tens of white orbs of magic emerged in the ceiling as Alora saw an infinite white void.
Desks started falling from the sky and into place. Shelves landed beside them with everything alchemist could need, from plants to grasses, Without spilling a single drop.
"Where am I?" Alora gasped, looking around. Then she could feel a ghastly aura, the indifference to reality, and the incarnation of the forbidden.
Alora's teeth started cracking as her body trembled.
AGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! A woman's scream of agony boomed from the ceiling.
"Olivia needs help. I want you to make sure her work succeeds." Lilia's voice came from the ceiling. She stood there wearing a black gooey black coat of infinite eyes. Pouring a strange liquid on the screaming Mystra she kept in a jar.