Her eyes widened, and she gasped, “Kerrigan! You’re awake.” Clover flung herself onto the bed and wrapped her arms around her. “Thank the gods, you survived.”

Kerrigan patted her on the shoulder. “Uh, yeah, I’m alive. Fully intact. Though a little worse for wear on my magic.”

“Red,” Clover said carefully, “you were out for three days.”

“Oh,” Kerrigan said. It had only felt like a matter of hours at most. Had she been in the spirit plane all that time? “Wow. I guess that’s why I’m so hungry.”

“Helly has been tending to you day and night. She stabilized you but has had to funnel you magic hourly since you collapsed. Speaking of, I should wake her. I don’t want to since she’s barely slept since you got here, but it’s almost morning. I don’t want her anger if I let her sleep longer.” She looked back at Kerrigan. “You’ll be okay?”

“I feel fine,” she told her. Which was strange and miraculous all on its own.

Clover darted out of the room, and a minute later, a bedraggled Helly stepped into the room. She still walked with the air of someone confident in their place in the world, but she was running on empty.

“Kerrigan,” she breathed. “It’s good to see you awake.”

“I hear that I have you to thank for that.”

“It was nothing.”

Kerrigan doubted that very much, but Helly was already turning to Clover. “Fetch Fordham. He’ll want to know her condition.”

“How did I end up here?” Kerrigan asked as Clover ducked out.

While Helly checked Kerrigan’s vitals, she explained that Fordham had the sense to fly her to Helly immediately after her collapse. She made a noise of relief. “You’re renewing your own magic again. That’s a good step. I’d feared the magic sickness was too severe.”

“I don’t think that’s going to be a problem anymore.”

“I’d like to be that optimistic, but if this last episode was any indication…”

“I found a spiritcaster teacher.”

Helly’s eyes widened with barely suppressed disbelief. “How in the world did that happen?”

“It was an accident really. I was on the spiritual plane during all of… this,” she said, gesturing around her, “and I was trying to figure out how to get back into my body. I guess it was noisy and irritating her.”

Helly laughed softly. “She sounds like someone I’d like. Where does she live? We’ll go there at once.”

“Well, that’s sort of the problem.”

“Oh?”

“She’s not from Alandria.”

Helly sighed. “Should I prepare a way for you to use the portal to get you to Eleysia? I’m certain Cyrene would welcome you back.”

Kerrigan shook her head. “As much as I’d like that, it wouldn’t help. She doesn’t live on this… world.”

“This world,” Helly repeated. “She’s from a different world?”