"Ifrit," Amberine whispered urgently, her voice shaky as she felt the small, fiery familiar stir within her robe. "What the hell is going on?"
Ifrit growled softly, clearly agitated. "You humans always meddle with things you don't understand," he muttered, his voice a low rasp. "That idiot student just ripped a hole between the dimensions, and now we've got goblins crawling in. It seems like the university's magic tower has turned into an endless dungeon."