The next morning, Garion stood at the center of the training grounds with his arms crossed.
Every disciple had been called.
Dahlia, Arden, Valtor, Seira, Clara, Eliza, the twins, Ragric, Rovric... everyone was there.
Even Rachel stood near the front, calm but clearly curious.
Behind her, Eldrin and the other newly human Legendary Beasts waited quietly.
The disciples exchanged looks.
"This is weird," Rynor muttered.
Dahlia stepped forward, hands on her hips. "Master," she said, "why did you gather all of us?"
Garion didn't hesitate. "Because you're all moving."
The entire group froze.
"…Moving?" Arden repeated.
Valtor blinked. "Like… moving training grounds?"
Seira frowned. "Or moving islands?"
Rachel's eyes widened slightly.
Even the Legendary Beasts looked surprised.
Eldrin tilted her head. "We just arrived," she said gently. "Are you… sending us away?"
Garion shook his head immediately. "I'm not kicking anyone out."
