"Here's a portal to the Omega dimension," said Icy. "This is too easy. Ready, girls?"
"Ready, Icy," replied Stormy. She walked forward to the glowing portal, hovering above a rock, and tested it gingerly with her magic. The portal fizzled slightly. "Seems safe," she said, a bit doubtfully.
"The Trix are back in business," smirked Icy.
"This is bringing back too many memories," commented Darcy. "I'd never thought we would've come back here."
"Think of it as a little reunion," snapped Icy sarcastically. "Stop complaining and get to work. We're not here for fun."
"As if," muttered Stormy. "How are we supposed to find these stupid spells and stuff? It's not like we can just find them lying around under a rock."
"Actually," said Icy, "we can." She sent a thin bolt of ice at a small stone, which was knocked onto a larger one. "Maybe there's a hidden door somewhere…"
There was a strange, quiet rumbling noise coming from behind them. Icy disregarded it and began hurling ice spears at the walls, hoping to find a secret chamber or some sort of ancient structure. The rumbling continued, and Icy wondered vaguely what the sound was.
"Icy," began Darcy.
"Be quiet! I'm trying to think," said Icy.
"Icy!" exclaimed Darcy, her voice growing with increasing alarm. "Watch out!"
An avalanche of boulders and ice were tearing down at the witches, dust rising in a large cloud. "Ugh!" exclaimed Icy. "Fly, girls! Get out of the way!" She herself tried to rise above the boulders, but the ceiling was too low. Looking around frantically for an exit, she suddenly spied a shelf of ice sticking out to the side. "Over here! Quick!"
Darcy and Stormy frantically flew out of the way of the incoming avalanche, rushing towards the small shelf. They landed awkwardly, exhausted by the effort of dodging so much debris.
"Now, just sit back, relax, and enjoy the show," said Icy, calmly sitting in a corner. "Careful of the dust."
Darcy stood up, exploring their alcove further. She spied jagged hole in the wall.
"Hey, Ice, look here."
Stormy walked over. "Seems like this was made by a blast of magic."
Icy studied it carefully. "Where there's magic, there's people…or worse. We should probably go the other way." She turned around and began walking, but abruptly stopped when she discovered that a heap of ice shards and boulders were blocking the way. She lifted her hands out in front of her, concentrating. The ice shards melted, but that managed to dislodge the boulders. A few tumbled her way, and she jumped back, startled.
"Nice going," smirked Stormy.
"You couldn't have done any better," snapped Icy. "I guess we'll just have to go the other way."
She peered inside the gap tentatively. "All clear. Let's move in, girls." Icy made her way through the hole, and looked around.
"Woah," murmured Darcy. "Something serious happened here."
"Someone was fighting here," said Icy. "Which means some ancient magic might've been left."
"Why don't we find out?" asked Stormy, lighting beginning to surge from her hands. She quickly probed the wall, hoping to detect a trace of magic. A spark surged through Stormy's bolt of lighting into her hand.
"Ow," exclaimed Stormy. "That hurt!"
"Be careful," growled Darcy. "You're always so reckless."
"Well, you're the one who never wants to do anything! Because of you, we missed a bunch of great chances we could've taken!"
"Well, you're a stu—"
"Be quiet," snapped Icy. "You two stop your bickering."
Darcy and Stormy cast one last heated glance at each other.
"Anyway," said Stormy, "the traces of magic here are too recent. It definitely isn't old magic. It's kinda powerful, though." She cast a sly glance at Icy.
"No," Icy said. "It's not worth it. We're looking for bigger and better things."