Lukas appeared at the other end of the portal, in a nearby bush close to the gates of the Arcade family mansion. He spotted about ten guards around the gates. "Wow, why is security so tight? What's going on?" He mused.
Of course, he could just waltz in and out without care, but that would arouse suspicion and questions, which he didn't want since he was supposed to be in the academy. But wait, he was also in the academy, right? Morphing into any battlemage whose mana signature wasn't registered was out of the question, so the only option now was to knock out and morph into one of the battlemages guarding the gates.
"Sorry for doing this," Lukas sighed as his eyes glowed red.
"Hmm, we'll be heading out immediately the Lord sends the order down to this region," one of the battlemages with a scar on his left eye sighed.
