Heismay can see it in the air, the little shards of magla hanging around. They must have flowed through the portal when it first opened. He then sees Ghost approaching and attempting something.
"Careful, magla is volatile and it reacts strongly to"-he was unable to finish before the portal opens up and throws them all through it.-"...Your anxiety." He states as he rights himself after being thrown upside down. He shakes his head and turns to the siblings. "Are you both alright?" He asks.
Ghost chitters in a daze as they lay there after the portal closes and huffs a bit once they recover. Well then. Perhaps they should have waited for his entire explanation but then again... "strange, I did not feel anxious in the slightest as I tried to interact with it... Perhaps it is because I poured too much of my own power into it." The god king was still learning how to control their powers outside of combat after all.
Syltyr for their part was holding their head from where it had hit the ground and dazed them slightly. From their place upon the ground with their cloak skewed it was obvious just how scarred and damaged the poor knight was. Slowly they held up their hand in a general 'I'm okay' sign and they slowly work upon righting themself once again, fixing their cloak at the same time and chittering irritatedly at Ghost who does have the decency to look sheepish.
"My apologies to you both for that but at least we have succeeded in getting you back home sir Heismay! Though I do believe I will have to learn more of your magic here before I dare attempt to make another portal for myself and Syltyr to get home."















