Three Years From Now.
Garr.
Maldoria, Sentient Academy Of Magic.
"Chambre Chetum Reloverst." I chanted and snapped my fingers. Immediately, I and any students were no longer in the classroom.
We were in a vast land of sand and nothing else.
"You need to concentrate while doing this," I said, facing the students, most of whom were looking around.
"I created this spatial illusion because a small mistake by any of you can cause a cataclysmic reaction and we don't want to take down the whole academy," I said with a smile.
"Yes Rob?" I said as one of the students raised up his hand.
"You talked about protecting the academy, but won't the reaction affect us here??" Rob asked and I nodded.
"Good question." I nodded again.
"Yes, the reaction is going to kill all of us," I said and everyone began to murmur among themselves.
"BUTTTT....." I said and they all went quiet.