Weylyn paused in her step, her brows twitched slightly as she placed a hand on the hilt of her sword, regarding the elf with a blank look.
The cabin was forged from the elf's magic and so it was not truly a surprise that he had taken notice of Weylyn's escape and appeared out of nowhere like he had.
Weylyn just found this delay highly displeasing, the knights of the circle would be awaiting her report, furthermore, she needed to locate exactly where the vortex crystals were being kept, they could not be taken to goblin territory.
Weylyn knew the crystals had not been transported to the goblin King just yet, to reach goblin territory in such a short time, one would require a portal and neither goblins nor elfs could summon portals.
Portaling was an art that could only be wielded by the mages and so the goblins could only travel at such a short pace unless they employed the services of a mage.
