The Wizard's Choice

The magic flowed through his body as he created a beam of purple energy in his palm. There wasn't much in the room, just him and a fire place. It was definitely not a regular fireplace though. It glowed green instead of orange and small whispers could be heard coming from it. The portal to the demon world. Demons used it to get to the human world and take over individual souls. Now they were getting stronger and he needed to destroy their portal or everyone would be killed. He shot the beam, destroying everything that remained there. Including himself.