HUMAN/SUPER Higher Learning 142

“I feel strange,” Magh said.

The glow continued to expand, filling the room with crimson light. Frederica closed her eyes but it wasn’t enough to block it out. And then, as suddenly as it had appeared, the glow vanished.

She opened her eyes and looked around. Nothing had changed as far as she could tell. Magh still stood in front of her, holding the wand and looking confused.

“What just happened?” Frederica asked.

“I do not know,” Magh replied. She held the wand in front of her face, inspecting it. “Some sort of power flowed through me when I touched it, but….”

She trailed off, staring over Frederica’s shoulder. Frederica glanced back, and it took her a moment to realize what was wrong. Bright sunlight poured in through the windows when only moments ago it had been night. She hurried over to the window, peering out.

Victory City was gone.

In its place, vast green fields, rolling hills, and woodland stretched out before them. And far off in the distance, a medieval-style castle rose from the horizon surrounded by a city of stone and wood.

“Where are we?” Magh asked. “It looks like the movie. Like Akkraemyth.”

Frederica’s breath caught in her throat.

“Verden,” she muttered.

“What is Verden?” Magh asked.

“The parallel universe I mentioned,” Frederica replied. “The one where the wand came from. Somehow… we were transported there.”

Magh dropped the wand and stepped back from the window.

“This is my fault,” she said.

“Hey, relax,” Frederica said. “You didn’t do this. Or if you did, it was an accident. We’ll figure something out.”

The stairs creaked overhead and Nila came down, rubbing her eyes.