Lucian followed Merlin into the small broom closet, exchanging a confused glance with Morgan before the wizard spoke a few words and the space around them shifted in a flash of light. The next moment, they were somewhere else entirely. A dark hall, lit by torches as Merlin waved his wand.

Lucian’s eyes looked around the mysterious space. He stuck close to Morgan as Merlin muttered something about an unlocked door and marched down the stairs. Lucian’s hand instinctively went to his Keyblade, ready for whatever chaos awaited.

When they reached the commotion downstairs, Lucian’s attention was drawn to the other group present—Tavias, a young woman who looked equally out of place, and statues waiting to attack them. Once Merlin that up, Lucian answered Tavias’ question. [color=gold]“Well, Zac brought me here. But I don’t know where the others are.”[/color]

The statues dropped to one knee before Morgan, Lucian glanced at her, then back at the statues, raising an eyebrow in confusion. It probably had something to do with Morgan’s royal status that he just found out about today. He had seen a lot of strange stuff today, but this was a bit much.