Zach and Yanael walked at a relaxed pace, following the havoc the others had wreaked as they tore through the forest to return to the Academy as soon as possible. Zach had been a little worried about staying behind on his own since he might not find his way back.
It had been necessary since he had to drop the anti-underworld potion in the hole and minimize the number of monsters coming for them. All the others had needed to accompany Violina and Nessa to ensure as smooth a journey as possible.
But that didn't take Zach's poor sense of direction into account.
However, he wasn't alone, and while Yanael's sense of direction wasn't anything to write home about, either, she was at least capable of following breadcrumbs, not to mention the loaves of traces the others left in their wake.
In due time, they would find their way back.
But Zach couldn't stop glancing back at the hole, or where he thought the hole was, to be precise.
