This is an emergency. The palace has to be evacuated. Teleportation is not Raz's specialty at all, but the magical system should be able to manage it.
He stood inside an obvious spatial distortion, fiddling with ethereal connections, his hands flying like he is a typing or playing an invisible piano.
The last ethereal knot fell into place, the portal opened, people ran through it. Everyone, and Raz last, as he was the one who cares at least about his own survival (he checked in advance. Obviously).
Then the wall exploded under a magical cannonade. Interfering with the very delicate structure of his spell, the spatial magic collapsing on itself.
Well, what else did he expect from today

This is an emergency. The palace has to be evacuated. Teleportation is not Raz's specialty at all, but the magical system should be able to manage it.
He stood inside an obvious spatial distortion, fiddling with ethereal connections, his hands flying like he is a typing or playing an invisible piano.
The last ethereal knot fell into place, the portal opened, people ran through it. Everyone, and Raz last, as he was the one who cares at least about his own survival (he checked in advance. Obviously).
Then the wall exploded under a magical cannonade. Interfering with the very delicate structure of his spell, the spatial magic collapsing on itself.
Well, what else did he expect from today.

This is an emergency. The palace has to be evacuated. Teleportation is not Raz's specialty at all, but the magical system should be able to manage it.
He stood inside an obvious spatial distortion, fiddling with ethereal connections, his hands flying like he is a typing or playing an invisible piano.
The last ethereal knot fell into place, the portal opened, people ran through it. Everyone, and Raz last, as he was the one who cares at least about his own survival (he checked in advance. Obviously).
Then the wall exploded under a magical cannonade. Interfering with the very delicate structure of his spell, the spatial magic collapsing on itself.
Well, what else did he expect from today.

This is an emergency. The palace has to be evacuated. Teleportation is not Raz's specialty at all, but the magical system should be able to manage it.
He stood inside an obvious spatial distortion, fiddling with ethereal connections, his hands flying like he is a typing or playing an invisible piano.
The last ethereal knot fell into place, the portal opened, people ran through it. Everyone, and Raz last, as he was the one who cares the least about his own survival (he checked in advance. Obviously).
Then the wall exploded under a magical cannonade. Interfering with the very delicate structure of his spell, the spatial magic collapsing on itself.
Well, what else did he expect from today.