Victor looked up in bafflement and then his eyes widened upon realizing what was happening.
"Oh hell no!"
The massive red runic circle above them was beginning to tremble. The once stable circular formation now quivered as its outer edges fractured like glass.
And then the circle began to shrink.
"No no no no…" Victor's voice dropped an octave.
The circle was closing... and it was their only way home.
"Shit!" he cursed as his head snapped toward the distant horizon.
At the Drakenar Fortress, the students were still scrambling up the stairway Elyra held up.
Some were still climbing while others were screaming for help. Although, their numbers had significantly reduced from over five hundred to around a hundred, it was still a lot.
It seemed unlikely that all of them would be able to get in before the circle completely closed up.
Victor's chest tightened. "I don't have time for this…"
He glanced back at Aiz's still form with his other arm still intact.
