They didn't wait.
Zareth spun his mount around and flew rapidly out of the bounds of the light curtain. Lina followed, clutching the moth supporting her even as it flickered in the air.
Kain turned with them, heart pounding. Malzahir and Serena kept pace.
As they burst through the barrier again, a wave of cold relief hit him.
Zareth and Lina groaned again—but this time, it was more breath than pain. They didn't collapse. The colour returned to their faces. Their creatures steadied.
Kain blinked rapidly, rechecking every link he had.
Bea?—fine. Aegis?—stable. Queen?—present. Vauleth?—napping without a care.
"It seems like as long as they remain in the star space it should be fine," Kain murmured to himself in relief.
The Vespid guards being used as mounts?
The bonds felt thinner like threads stretched taut over too long a distance. Kain wouldn't have noticed it at first, not without the others reacting.
