“That doesn’t really explain anything.” Cora said. “What do you mean by dying world?”
“You’ll see.” Morgana said. “You’ll learn everything you need to in due time. It’s better to see it for yourself. And you’re already dealing with enough right now just being here.”
Cora couldn’t deny that. As far as she knew she had no way back. Unless Aldrich could summon her from here. They were connected by their contract. But this was not the demon world. And apparently travel to and from here was very difficult. Maybe this was a prison world. That would explain why it was so well secured. Cora looked at Morgana. And that would make this phantom, mage, a prisoner trying to escape. She looked and felt like an undead. Maybe a Lich. Or a Necromancer. She didn’t know how to tell the difference between
