Atticus smiled and turned to address them. "Be alert. Be ready for anything," he said succinctly, not adding anything else.
He nodded as he saw the Eldorians' expressions turning determined.
'That should be enough to get my message across,' he thought before glancing at the others and stepping on the pathway.
"I hope we don't see any more ugly gods this time around," Whisker said with a sigh.
No one bothered to answer. Atticus didn't see a reason to. Magnus and Aric weren't talkers, and Ozeroth had a scrunched up face for some reason.
Whisker sighed. This was what he was trying to avoid. They were far too serious! And they hadn't even gotten to the Midplanes yet!
'We should've just stayed.' Whisker let out another audible sigh, but no one answered.
Their steps were swift, and soon enough, Atticus found himself in front of the same blue veil leading into the star.
