And so in the library, I stood next to Zofia while the pure-elf principal Alasta inspected the space rip behind the bookshelf.
"Oh… Indeed, mhm." She nodded, her long, snow white hair fluttering back and forth, "I'm going to use my [Light] to trigger the [Dark] rift defense mechanism, then our repulsion mana force will probably turn you back to normal. Questions?" She smiled brightly.
"Yes, Ms. Alasta." Zofia raised her hand, and we looked down at her. "Could you please elaborate on your word choice of 'probably'?"
"Well…" the principal smiled awkwardly. I can barely make out a glance of sweat going down her face, "If this fails then you'll be stuck in another dimension which probably have a weird sense of time and atmosphere and is inhabitable, making you suffocate from lack of oxygen in a few minutes, but it's rare and I could pull you back!"
