The Shaman couldn't be bothered with him anymore. 'Who cares about his family's heir? If it wasn't for the fact that the secret manual was taken from him... Ugh. If I had known it would come to this, I never would have gotten involved!'
He glanced at the Vortex, then said to the other three, "My Condensation Technique won't hold for long. There's no time to waste. You two, go outside and make arrangements. We're leaving right away."
Seeing his expression, Paige Summers hesitantly pointed at the Vortex. "Don't tell me... we're going through there..."
The Shaman gave her an approving look. 'This young lady is certainly sharp.'
"That's right. We're going through here."
"A spatial tear?"
The Shaman tilted his head. "You could call it that. Mmm, either way, it gets us where we need to go. The important thing is that with this Vortex, we don't need to lock onto a destination. It's much more convenient."
