The circle flared to life under my feet. In the blink of an eye, Peanu's capital disappeared and I was back inside Lamp Fort.
I didn't waste time. My body flashed forward, and I crossed the flame wall in one smooth step.
Ragnar was still seated in the middle of the ruined cemetery, his massive frame like a boulder among shattered graves. Knight, on the other hand, had perched himself on the castle wall beside Silver, both of them staring out at the horizon as if bored out of their minds.
I flew straight and landed on the wall near them.
"You came back fast," Silver remarked, his wooden armor creaking as he shifted to face me.
"Well," I said with a small grin, "I found something interesting, so I rushed back."
Silver tilted his head. "What interesting thing?"
