Caldwyn was disappointed in the Council's vote to have the portal destroyed; none of them had even witnessed what his students could do over the years despite promises to come down and watch at least one class to see how advanced the young ones truly were.  He wished that they had, that they would take into consideration what the future could bring if his students could continue to draw on magic or even be permitted to go into the other realm where magic was easier to access. But he supposed trying to fly that type of 'field trip' was over now. He beckoned the students close to him, before he opened his mouth and began to speak. "Well, that will be the end of our lesson today. I will see you all in three days' time." Caldwyn promised, dismissing them and clasping hands with some as they said goodbye.<br/><br/>Slowly, he made his way back to his own quarters within the castle and gathered the focus elements he would need, one for each element: a feather, salt, a water skin, and a candle he could light with a thought. He himself would be the conduit and focus for the spirit/void magic by his movements, rather than representation for the element since it wasn't truly an element in the sense mortals could grasp. With a heavy sigh, the mage made his steady way out of the castle and along the path to the the portal, intending to meditate for a decent amount of time prior to attempting to shutting down the portal.<br/><br/>***<br/><br/>Elara's blue eyes were hard and flinty in the dim light of the dungeon and she folded her slim, toned arms in front of herself, her glare enough of one to make most men quail. "Your 'whips' have obviously been removed from your person, mortal. And apparently my guards needed to strip you down to make sure you didn't have any other things that you could try and kill them or myself with." She replied, looking down at her hand and studying her fingernails. "And if you had not killed some of my own kind, I would have been happy to speak to you in my own quarters where it's nice and warm. And you could have even kept your clothes." She looked up from her nails, the expression on her face still neutral.<br/><br/>She inhaled sharply and narrowed her eyes at the woman, striding forward toward the cell. "But you had to come through the portal swinging, so to speak. So, should I go ahead and assume that Keagan sent you? And that he wishes our contract void and has no care for his eldest offspring that he bargained away for the sake of his people?" The vampire Queen's voice had begun to raise in volume as she stepped closer to the bars, the light glinting off her white fangs as she bared her teeth in her ferocity at Sybil. "You risk a great deal coming through the portal, mortal woman. For yourself as well as Cyne." Elara hissed darkly. "Now, give me your name and why you are here."