"Why are you looking at me like that?" Inxialot turned toward his audience. "We were all thinking that. I know because you told me via the mind link. Also, it's pretty clear who wears the trousers in their house."
Those present facepalmed and Lith's inaudible response made him worry.
"It's no trap, I promise! You won't regret coming! It's another promise. If I remember making it, of course." Inxialot felt relieved seeing Lith giving him a thumbs up while Tyris carried him over the Gate.
It was actually the middle finger, but the Lich King wasn't the kind of man to worry about insignificant details like that.
On the other side of the dimensional corridor, Kamila couldn't stop looking left and right in a daze.
She had expected to find herself in an underground cave, not a cozy wooden cottage.
"Welcome back. I hope that everything has gone well." Baba Yaga was waiting for them in her Mother form.
