Arveion pressed the mask against his face when he jumped on the other side, out of the fire and back where he had first entered.
Letting out a breath, he pulled off the mask when he saw Caster still tied to the tree. Caster circled the tree, neighing and trying his best to escape the flames that he thought was coming towards him.
Arveion smirked and reached his hands to touch him,"Here boy, it's okay." Caster leaned into his touch and wailed to which Arveion smiled, "I'm alive."
He kissed his head and pointed at the fire,"I need a favour, okay?" He told him, "Amber needs us...they need help." Arveion untied the rope and Caster immediately made a strut around him.
"Go back to the academy, I have a feeling that whatever's coming next we're gonna need a lot of hands." He sighed, "I need you to lead them to this place, got that boy?"
