Rorschach had single-handedly done all the work for the team. Every member of the Tower of Forest watched his form hovering in the air, burning the sight into their memories.
As Rorschach slowly approached the hot air balloon, all the members aboard perked up. Did the Great Mage have another request?
"Move aside, move aside... make some room for me. Thanks."
Rorschach grabbed the edge of the large hot air balloon's wicker basket with both hands. After a moment of effort, he managed to hoist himself inside and flopped down. "Man, that took a lot out of this old man."
Some of the apprentices present looked older than he did. Many of them wanted to roast him for his casual remark, but no one dared to say a word.
