“Want some company?” Raiden asks me.
I shrug, “Sure. They might be more willing to talk to you since you’ve already spoken to them with Neith.”
“I’m in,” Coen grins. “Sounds like an adventure.”
I smile. I hadn’t planned on bringing anyone with me, but I am glad that they’re coming. Calling on my magic, I send their bikes and helmets back to the garage.
“Whoa, a little warning next time,” Coen grumbles as he picks himself up off the ground and dusts his ass off.
“Where would the fun be in that?” I reply with a smirk.
“Asshole,” Coen grins.
Making both Raiden and me laugh.
“Do you know where the imps live?” Raiden asks me as we start walking in the random direction that I picked out.
I shake my head, “Nope. I’m sort of just heading in this direction and hoping they pop up.”
Coen shrugs, “I suppose that’s as good a plan as any. Especially when we don’t really know how else to contact them, and that’s how they usually appear to Neith.”
“We could try calling for them. I know that the main one that always talks to Neith is called Flinotive,” Raiden suggests.
I nod, “It can’t hurt, and could save us a lot of time wandering through the woods.”
“I’m definitely up for anything that means that we don’t have to traipse through the woods for ages,” Coen adds.
Feeling utterly ridiculous, I call out for Flinotive, and I’m shocked when it actually works, and he appears in front of me, looking at me curiously.
“Is everything okay?” He asks in English so I can understand him.
I nod, “Yes. I was wondering if you have any information about a supernatural who is in Luesidious,” I start and begin to explain what he looks like, and then I explain the situation. Most of the situation, I keep some details to myself. “When I got pulled back here, he was in the middle of a really difficult situation, and it’s been playing on my mind. I just wanted to see if you knew whether he was okay or not.”
Flinotive studies me closely before he replies, “I’m really sorry. I don’t know who you are asking about, I can send you back though, if you wish?”
I share a look with the guys.
“This means that much to you?” Coen asks.
I scrub a hand through my hair, “I can’t explain it, man, but I know that I’m not going to be able to settle properly until I know whether he’s alive or not.”
Coen nods, “Then I’m in.”
Raiden looks at Flinotive, “Can you send us all over?”
Flinotive nods, “Yes, but just like when Neith was sent over, there will be a time limit. Unlike with Neith, the portal will open up wherever you are, you will have mere moments to get through it, and then it will close. If you do not get through the portal in time, you will be stuck there until my magic has recharged enough to bring you back, which could take a week or so.”
Again, I share a look with the guys, silently asking them if they want to do this with me, and they both nod in agreement.
“Let’s do this,” Raiden grins. “How long will we have before the portal comes to call us back?”
“Two hours. I’m sorry that I can’t give you more time,” he apologizes.
I know we all sort of got off on the wrong foot with him, but he’s not actually that bad. I mean, he’s willing to help me now.
Unless he has some kind of ulterior motive.
I can’t imagine what that may be, but I suppose it is possible.
