Ashton stood at the mouth of the portal, the unconscious group of fey was being transported one by one, assisted by his magic. He looked up and down the rocky path leading to the portal, scanning for any sign of the demons that he knew were coming. He did not doubt that they would do everything in their power to prevent him from leaving the Netherworld with these people.
Ashton took a deep breath, steeling himself for what was to come. He knew that he couldn't let the demons catch come close to them or else he'd be putting these poor souls at a greater risk.
They've already suffered enough torment here. As much as possible, Ashton wouldn't want to add any more of that, so he had to make a stand here.
With a determined look on his face, Ashton stepped forward, his body tingling with magic as he readied his powers. He held his wand to his chest as he muttered a deep incantation.
