"Don't even have the bloody sword," she grumbled. Her walking was more like stomping, or would be if she hadn't been wearing delicate, high-heeled shoes. The last time she'd seen such an outfit was on one of her fairy princess dolls as a kid. Before she learned that fairies and magic weren't the happy-ever-after the books wanted you to believe.
"If it's Otherworld, there should be someone here that can either send us back or tell us how to get back?"
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