Leaving Victoria and Edith behind, Michael returned to his room using the runic teleportation. He saw Gaya, Elidyr, and Nightmare waiting for him in the room.
"Where were you?" asked Gaya. Judging by the look in her eyes, she was worried sick.
"We are leaving," Michael's words surprised the trio.
"Why? Something happened?" asked Elidyr.
"I've been made," Michael sighed.
"You met Wulfric, didn't you?"
To Michael's surprise, Elidyr didn't look as surprised as Gaya and Nightmare.
"Hmm," Michael nodded.
"Wait. If you're telling me the headmaster recognized you as the Dark Lord, then why did he leave you alone?" asked Nightmare.
"I don't know why. But we cannot stay here any longer," Michael was adamant about the decision. It was too much of a risk to stay in Mazeroth any longer. Gaya remained silent. They all turned their gazes toward her, wanting to know her thoughts.
