"Those who stay behind are left behind," the demon spat, turning to watch Callum disappear, obscured by a hill down which they traveled. He drew in a long breath and let it go slowly, clenching his fists. "As for the debt, that's something to be settled between myself and the payment. No passersby need know the details."

Minutes passed and he found himself standing underneath where he assumed the Academy was now. Looking up, he saw various crags from underneath the island jutting out from the clouds. Grunting, he kneeled down and started drawing a sigil, one different from that which was used to spawn a flame.