She waves her hand and instead of Dimitri sinking there is a three foot deep trench dug around him.
"It was not me. While I am curious as to who would make a portal that would lead you and your merry little band here, I am innocent of your claims against my person," Morgan says coolly while slowly rising to her feet.
"I would be willing to point you in the right direction, if I knew where it lay."
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