The journey back to Doncaster was relatively uneventful, a welcome respite after the intense battle they had fought. As they entered the city via the portal, the setting sun, as well as the golden tree, bathed the landscape in a warm, golden light, and a sense of accomplishment settled over the team.
They didn't wait long and entered another portal, appearing inside the walls of the castle that was once the university.
They quickly made their way to Adrian, who was busy sitting down in front of the smithy and smoking a cigar.
"Again?" Adrian narrowed his eyes and stared daggers at Reign and the others who merely smiled at him. They have known the old blacksmith for months now, and even though he seemed like a lazy old man who hated working, they knew that was not the case.
