With the first kingdom successfully stopped, Arad's wives continued their journey as Merlin and Betty took turns casting mass-teleportation magic to accelerate their travel. Teleporting themselves was easy, what made it exhausting was Meryem who was bringing a whole army of her children. They might need the numbers.
But a fair distance outside Croc city, a new carriage had started to move, slowly but steadily. "Ammmm…" Jordan stared at the man facing him inside the carriage. "Wouldn't it be faster if we teleported straight to them?" He asked with a puzzled face.
"Use your head…you're really helpless after losing Vorvadoss's support." The man before him sighed. "We can't act rashly; the gods will smite us down if they feel us breaking the rules."
