Sabine did not respond with more than an acknowledging "hm." She felt her focus slipping only slightly and corrected as well as she could. She did not know whether her focus or her magicka would run out first. She exhaled in relief when neither failed before the dragon was through. Once through the portal herself, she rubbed her shoulder and kept her eyes downcast. Even thinking partially about how her fear disrupted her thoughts made her feel sick.

"Aunt Meesei? Aunt Sabine?"

Rhazii's voice interrupted Sabine's thoughts. She looked up to see him glancing between them both and the corpse as if at least one was not real.

"I thought you were recovering?" Rhazii's eyes settled on the still-agape jaw of the dead dragon and its stained, pointed teeth. He held one hand close to his front and pointed a finger to the corpse. "...That cannot be a dragon, right?"