Shopping

Without knowing anything about what is Morvious feeling about her, Agatha simply continued her work.

She pressed a button on her control panel, and in response, a swirling vortex opened in the mortal realm below, summoning a towering wyvern beast.

Its wings were ragged and leathery. Its body made of rotting flesh stitched with shadowy sinew. A foul smoke hissed from its nostrils and it thick with toxins and its maw dripped with acid potent enough to melt metal, concrete, and even weak magical barriers.

She took a slow sip of her coffee. Her eyes then focused on the shifting scenes in her hovering holographic projection. She observed quietly. Her expression calm but also analytical.

She found herself wondering again idly if there would ever be another anomaly like Clyde. Someone who appeared suddenly, gained unthinkable power, and then rattled the very foundation of the cosmos. That would be more interesting than what happened right now.