"It's very rude and some people don't hesitate to kill on sight for this kind of affront." Their new superior added mockingly. "I don't know what weird magic you use to perform these probes, but I do know that you are far too low level to be capable of this yourself and none of you look like Spirit Mages."
Jake and the others let out a bitter laugh as they were berated. Norton went on to tell them everything he needed to know about the etiquette of this world, with particular emphasis on what they should not do. By the time the lecture was over, it was time to leave.
At that moment, a silver device covered with inscriptions in the shape of a grenade began to beep from Norton's pocket and when pressing on it Aisling's voice dropped sinisterly,
"We're off. We're still following the plan."
"Got it." The Mutant confirmed with a fierce glint in his eye. Turning to his new troops he barked, "Did you hear that? Let's go!"
*****
Lodunvals, Outer City, First Rampart.
