The hex crystal started to dim as whatever reaction they had managed to create, their spark of literal magic, finally came to a close.

Both Viktor and Jayce started to float back towards the ground, their feet meeting the floor, left in the silence of the room after Heimerdinger, Mel, and the guards had made their exit and left them to clean up their mess when the crystal suddenly started to spin erratically.

“What’s happening?” Jayce asked in shock.

“I have no idea,” Viktor breathed back, his golden eyes fixed on the crystal.

Then suddenly it burst, the room flooding with light, and there was a person, unconscious, floating suspended in the air; you.