A loud bang struck the door, opening it as though it went unhinged, and loud thuds echoed through the lobby of the house.
Athan strode without turning on the lights and had the golden rays of light grace the path. After him were Nero and Marianne, wobbling their limbs as they came in.
Few more steps, and they dropped on the floor, sprawling as they were tired and dizzy from the rush flight.
It was almost more than a couple of days that they finally reached Athan's secret abode. Through harsh weathers, they flew adrift as time was of the essence. He paid no mind to their wails as he had to put much effort into the next step.
"Both of you should get up; there's no time to waste now that we've returned."
"...At least be considerate…" Nero answered groggily, his emerald eyes almost went dull as he rested his snout on the ground.
