Hours, days, and a week passed.
It was impossible to tell the time.
The slope of the tunnel came into view and a faint light at the end of the tunnel.
Incus started running, followed up by the soldiers.
Everyone was desperate to see the familiar sight of home once more.
"Last one there is a rotten egg!" Acro laughed, running at full speed.
"Oh no you don't!" I chuckled, jogging forward.
Vertere was focused, refusing to let Acro one up him in any way.
Must be a mage's pride.
The three of us reached the end of the tunnel at the same time.
"I won!" Acro shouted in triumph.
"No I won!" Vertere grumbled.
As the two of them scuffled, I looked around.
It seemed that the kingdom of Jansoara was tense, the generals who were left behind surrounded the tunnel, preparing for combat.
Their faces were full of fatigue.
A few of the generals came, grabbing Incus by the hand.
