He moved toward the door with the purposeful stride of a man accustomed to marching toward battle. "Young Jaegar, I trust you to keep watch over things here."
Jaegar nodded, though frustration flickered in his dark eyes. His power might rival that of the departing trio, but he understood the wisdom in their caution.
Diana was still new to this world of active magic and ancient threats.
"We'll be fine. Just... be careful."
Within minutes, the three figures had vanished through the shimmering portal that Eradarin had created, leaving only the faint scent of crisp air and displaced air to mark their passage.
The farmhouse suddenly felt much larger and quieter, as if their absence had somehow diminished its very essence.
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The afternoon passed in gentle companionship.
