hope from Mistress Fannypack by Mistress Fannypack

9.
An opening appeared, too dangerous to be used in its current state, but it grew larger and more stable every moment, though at a respectable pace.

The portal hadn't finished opening when the Shet'agh Minsters arrived and made their intent known with hurling basketball sized stones at me along side a hail of concussive grenades.
Ministers have taken a liking to appearing as giant mechs while other prefer a traditional rock golem look. Either way conventional weapons wont get you far. Explosive power only delays their assault, and I didn't have any access to the requirements or the resolve to execute a banishing spell. The portal was the only hope left, as if there was ever going to be another.

When I ran out of rockets I made a dash for the now fully opened gateway and dove in.The witch's machine had located PB in the blankscape but in order to be transported to him my body had to be destroyed.

It was the only way.

PB

I'm coming for you