The mushrooms finished sprouting, and the goblins stood.
The leader stepped forward, pressing the mushrooms in a specific order, and a perfect oval of shimmering space formed on the ground, which slowly came into focus as an image of the sky.
"Prepare yourselves, soldiers," the goblin leader told his men. "We fight for the Mycontae!"
"For the Mycontae!" shouted the forty-nine other goblins, and they rushed into the portal one after another, diving in head-first.
Morne and Essenla shared a glance before the former ordered his undead into the portal with a dour look.
Tonight, they would kill.
Morne, Essenla, and the undead were four of the last ones to enter the portal, so as Morne hopped in and he adjusted to the spinning world, battles had already broken out.