Why…is it…cold

Striding out of the warp gate and into the city below the castle. Lisa steadied herself in preparation for the next teleportation spell. Elora didn't rush her but moved unhurriedly, enjoying the cool night air.

The capital bustled with activity, sounds of drunken women could be heard from the tavern they passed, and lights shone from the windows—evidence of an active city.

''Your Majesty, I'm ready.'' Her guard's words snapped her of her musing; nodding in response, they stepped into an empty alley. Elora leaned on the wall, watching Lisa draw the teleportation circle.

'This spell has a disadvantage—it's cumbersome. You can't escape in a tight spot while casting this spell, you'll die before the caster is done with the spell.' Frowning at the thought, she watched Lisa's focused expression.

As time passed, Lisa's face paled visibly. Drawing the circle with her magic energy was tasking and she still had to pour in more magic to activate it.