Before Ozeorth could understand what he meant, the crimson will suddenly flared.
The Eldorians' expressions shifted in horror as they saw smoke rising from different parts of the world, things burning. The temperature had risen.
But in the next moment, they became confused. None of them felt any heat.
Instead, only Atticus' voice rang out.
"We have intruders."
The Eldorians had barely comprehended his words when Atticus vanished from their sight.
"What's going on?" Ozeorth asked, his aura rising.
"Nothing much. Just another trial."
"Trial?" Ozeorth's voice was intense. "Why didn't you say anything before?"
"I couldn't." Whisker shrugged.
The expressions of the Eldorians shifted.
"Let's go."
Thunder rumbled overhead as Magnus spoke. They turned into streaks of light and vanished in different directions.
"I know where the fun is," Whisker's voice stopped Ozeorth, who had been about to move in another direction.
