Xoth didn’t understand the rush nor why Lith had suddenly become so rude, but it wasn’t in the Emperor Beasts’ nature to pry into others’ personal business. The mayor of Reghia arranged their return home with the Council for that very afternoon.
Fenagar didn’t like the idea of seeing Tyris again so soon, but he was too afraid that delaying would fuel her anger even more to deny Xoth’s request.
The long-distance Gate opened between the same two spots of Lith’s group arrival. The entry point at Aren Dolm’s house and the exit at Faluel’s lair.
"You cost me a lot of money." Leegaain said with a snigger while looking at the Leviathan. "My money was on one hour and you lost after barely one minute. Maybe you should work out a bit and get in shape."
Salaark had made huge profits out of the bet since Guardians used only the finest magical resources as wagers for their games.
Fenagar knew that no Guardian would ever let him hear the end of it. Being defeated was one thing, being crushed to the point of relying on mercy another. He took Leegaain’s words to heart and didn’t reply.
This time there was no quarreling nor jokes. Tyris looked calm, but her eyes still burned with fury as they moved from the Leviathan to her precious children. In another time, he would have mocked her for it.
Now, however, he knew better.
"I hope to never see you again." Fenagar said once Lith had crossed over. "You bring nothing but trouble and you can’t get rid of the death that follows you more than you can sever the link with your shadow."
The Gate closed and finally, everyone felt home again. The familiar smell of the air and the density of the world energy around them were different from those they had got used to in Reghia.
They all took deep breaths, feeling their body and spirit rejuvenated from the contact with their motherland.
"Welcome back." Faluel greeted them the moment Leegaain reverted to his humanoid appearance, leaving her line of sight free.
Her warm smiled died when she noticed how glum everyone was. She expected that their status of heroes would fill her apprentices with confidence, yet if she didn’t know any better, Faluel would have thought they had suffered a huge loss.
"Not so fast, Fanny." Leegaain stepped in as soon as Tyris’s eyes went back to normal. Unlike Fenagar, he didn’t like to push his luck. "The pins, please. I want them back."
"Did you know?" Lith asked while handing him both Solus’s and his own pin.
"I may live in another country or even in a different continent, child, but there’s little anyone can keep from me, once I have a mind to know it." Leegaain replied with a cold smile.
’He knows both about Solus and my world tribulations.’ Lith thought.
’Either Faluel helped him or we both danced on the palm of his hand. Judging from the tension in the room, we might not be Leegaain’s only pawns.’ Lith thought while looking at Tyris’s warm gaze turning back into cold steel at those words.
If glares could kill, Mogar would have lost not one but two Guardians on the same day.
"What are you talking about, Grampa?" Faluel said with a puzzled look on her face.
’F.u.c.k me and my huge mouth. Tyris’s anger kept her from making two and two together and I had to play evil overlord right in her face. I’m the dumbest genius alive.’ He thought while warping back to the safety of one of his secret hideouts and activating all of its defense measures, just to be safe.
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