Visa only had seconds before she realized that her spell had gain too much POWER. She was in engulfed and sent spiraling into a void of nothingness, only to slam into broken concrete. Her head swam, her body ACHED and secretly she wished that the impact had killed her. One of those moments she thought grimly.
Once she sat up on her haunches, she was greeted with dark skies and broken sky scrapers. Buildings around her were also broken, blasted holes, it vaguely reminded her of some other place..
Where the hell am I?
She thought, the pain pulsate through her skull, sparks of magic sputtered from the tip of her horn, she glanced over herself, seeing no open wounds. She was lucky. But she could feel something dark and sinister lurking around. As if the corruption of her home world within her wasn’t enough, she had to deal with THIS as well. Joy. Visa grimaced as her body shook as she stood to her hooves. Something didn’t sat right with her, and she had a feeling she would find out why soon enough.