Ever since Quylla had returned to house Ernas, whoever dared to come too close to Orion or to her unannounced would have a brush with death, if they were lucky.
"Whoever those uninvited guests are, tell them to go fuck themselves." Lord Ernas replied.
"They are three Archmages, sir. Do I have to be that explicit or am I allowed to relay your message with kinder words?" The butler asked.
"Send them in." Orion sighed as he let go of Quylla, giving her some personal space.
A moment later, Vastor stepped through the door, followed by Marth and by Manohar who was hiding behind the Headmaster, pulling his clothes left and right so as to use him as a perfect human shield.
"For what reason did Lady Myrok send you here?" His voice was calm, but he activated the arrays of the house with a bit more intensity than necessary.
The magical formations paralyzed the three Archmages and only after Orion confirmed their identities did he let them go.
