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From the moment the world had disappeared, Kael's mind had been working overtime, streaking from training to present situation and back again in a logical chain that was finally, [i]finally[/i], starting to link together. Even as he had asked his earlier question of the lady who had threatened them, he'd mentally already leaped far ahead of any such matter. When he had come to this world, he had expected a blank dimensional space...a sort of world between worlds, a space where nearly anything could be made manifest according to the user's will. When he had looked at where he had arrived, naturally two things had thrown him off...firstly, that everything looked more like an actual world than a blank magical slate, and secondly, that his return ticket had been fully drained. But now that the fluff had been pulled away and the world revealed in merely the bare bones of its existence, it looked nearly exactly like it was expected to. 
[color=a0410d][b][i]...I am having genuine trouble telling otherwise...[/i][/b][/color]
So following that chain of logic, it would make sense that this place did in fact follow the rules expected of such a place. Now, from what was being said, it seemed like this dimensional rift was actually a sort of prison for this woman in front of them...who, going by their knight comrade's demon idea, might very well be an Illvarai. Which in turn, would indeed mean exactly what the guy had said, that she needed an anchor to enter the physical world. Of course, he might also be entirely off base, but in the end it was largely irrelevant anyway. The point here was that this place should conform to the will of those with power over it. That might be the reason it had collapsed...before the arrival of the extra people, it fit the shape and purpose of whoever had created it in the first place, and imprisoned the woman perfectly well. But when they had come, the addition of extra minds, perceptions, and wills to obey had caused essential collapse of the predefined state...and this was just guessing here, but it made sense with what Kael knew.
[i]...A flash, a splitting boom...[/i]
When the minor explosion rang out, under the circumstances it was basically the one thing Kael had learned to completely expect from this whole ordeal, and Donny's betrayal surprised him not at all as Kael's bow found its way into his hand. But his train of thought roared on. If this place obeyed the will of Kael and company, then as the entire situation now seemed to prove, no part of what constituted reality in this magical rift was outside their control. And that gave them a fighting chance, since presumably the same could not be said of the one being this place had been designed to contain.
The explosion went off. Ash and smoke obscured the battlefield. The Pavise Knight explained his observation to Kael, and with his brain switched from deduction mode into action mode, the situation was immediately clear to him...clearer than it had been throughout this entire joyride. Donny was attacking, but all were essentially blinded. Donny had thrown a grenade of his own, but they were doing the job of distracting the two hostiles. And the strange machine...built of what were very clearly magical channels, it seemed. Kael looked toward the Pavise knight for a split second. "[color=007236]I'm with you then.[/color]" He said in a low voice...he still didn't know what the hell a proxy was supposed to be of course, but it seemed unimportant now. In a single, smooth motion he slid five of the strange metal-coating crossbow bolts from his belt and cast them toward Donny and his new friend in a blanket pattern while Kael was nice and obscured by the smoke, then looked down at the machine and willed himself [i]there[/i]. From here, to in front of the device, to hell with transit time, this was the test of his theory on this space. As he did so, another thought occurred to him...if everything had disappeared and the raw form of this dimension was revealed, maybe his Ethereal sight worked again too? He could test that later if needed, the moment of pain that was risked wouldn't damage him permanently.