Elara reappeared inside the Black Howl.
The instant her feet touched the ground, her knees nearly buckled beneath her.
She barely managed to remain standing as the exhaustion from crossing an entire country crashed over her all at once. That was after using Spatial Leap to get them out of the gate, conjuring hundreds of constructs to keep Kaela from falling, and fighting the Riot Valkyrie.
Her body felt heavy, her breathing was ragged, and the enormous amount of mana she had spent left her feeling as though she had been pushed through a grinder.
Kaela and Mark were still in her arms.
Transporting three people across such an enormous distance was understandably consuming. Her mana reserves had been heavily drained, even after the demon's additional supply, and every muscle in her body seemed to be protesting the strain.
Even maintaining her balance felt like an effort.
But it had worked.
That was all that mattered.
"We're back..."
