After the rewards were distributed, the party disbanded, and the players started going their own way, most heading towards Bastion City, and others deeper into the jungle.
Astaroth didn't want to go back right away, since he knew he still had things to deal with over there, but he also didn't have much choice. When Astaroth looked deeper into the forest, Phoenix stared at him before grabbing his arm.
"Nope. You have business to take care of. I'm still waiting for the response from the mage guild. You are not leaving until that is fixed, and we are in their good book again. Understood?"
Astaroth sighed deeply, before turning back towards Bastion City.
There was no denying that he had work to do.
As everyone left the clearing, a single player stood there, eyes upward. This was Chronos.
His gaze was locked on something up in the tree branches. What most would see was simply an odd-coloured cat, taking a nap on some tree branch.
