Without another word, Hye stepped through the rift. His silent, terrifying entourage of Soulers and Reapers followed close behind, their shadowy forms flickering like dying embers before the portal snapped shut, leaving the room in a sudden, ringing silence.
"That lad… he never ceases to amaze me," Moth whispered. He let his tense expression finally drop, exhaling a breath he felt he'd been holding for twenty hours.
He stared at the spot where the portal had been, fighting a reckless urge to jump through after him. However, his instincts screamed a warning. To follow Hye uninvited into his home territory wouldn't just be a diplomatic insult; it would be a death sentence.
"Time to move," Moth turned to his subordinates, his voice snapping back to its professional, military tone. "Notify the resort management of our immediate departure.
