Grab her.

"Fuck it. You first.” You leap on the witch and toss her through the portal before she has a chance to react.

“Noooooo….” Her voice trails off then is silenced as the portal snaps shut.

Grinning ear to ear you look around. The two beautiful girls, constructs, golems, whatever they are, seem to be repairing themselves. The place is a lavish bedroom. Sadly unless there is a door hiding behind a tapestry, there isn’t any other way out. “One of you want to tell me the way out?”

The two "girls" stand up and smile, “Magic.” They say in unison.

“And if I don’t have magic?”

They look at each other and shrug, “I don’t know, master.”

“Master?” You ask. So is the witch? Um.. dead?”

“Dead? Gone? I don’t know? I can’t sense her. That makes you my master.” One of them says sweetly and smiles.

The other adopts a similar smile and adds, “Would you like us to pleasure you, master?”