[She does as requested, crossing over to take the bag and gently sling it over a shoulder. By the time she turns around, she’s met with a tear in reality — leading somewhere close to their intended destination, she can only assume.]
Now where’d the portal come from?
[She asks as she steps forward, but not through just yet.]
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Now where’d the portal come from?
[She asks as she steps forward, but not through just yet.]