When he landed on his feet, she dropped his clothes on the floor, right in front of him and turned around, She clutched at her chest, fingers trembling, as if trying to keep her racing heart from leaping out of her body. She turned around to face him when she was sure he had changed into his clothes she was wrong, however, he was still struggling into his shirt. “Do not do this again”, she warned, her fingers were shaky, her lips quivering in fright. He burst into laughter. “How is this funny?" she asked, her voice trembling with fear. “You should see your face right this minute”, he pointed out, “I figured out now we didn’t have Fury with us, we needed a faster means of travel" “No!”, she snapped, “We are going to walk wherever we have to, or next time give me a heads up before lifting me like that?”, she shrugged, her arms folded across her chest, "I mean it is only fair that I am informed before I am lifted thousands of feet about the ground level" “Heads up, okay duly noted”,

Dragomir held her tightly as they dove into the portal, when they appeared on the other side, they stopped to gaze at the beauty that was Islandia. Dragomir, despite the countless times he had seen it, still had the same reaction. He was always astonished. The clear blue sky and the sun seemed to be in harmony of their own, casting down a glow like never seen before. A little distance from where they stood, there was a pool, water as clear as crystals flowing freely down a fountain. Beautiful flowers of variant colours were what made Islandia colourful. It was like mother nature herself had carefully tended to Islandia and had given her best to it. Raisel stared speechlessly as different animals scurried away from plain sight. Even the insects seemed to be colourful and much bigger than usual. A colourful butterfly landed on her finger, the purple and pink pattern with touches of white was intricately designed. And then there were the beautiful humans and creatures that walked about

Votigern was having one of his usual parties, it was these celebrations that kept him sane and in control of things, he was on the topmost floor of the Goldcrest Tower, one of his many acquisitions. The inside was painted in obsidian colour, there was a high table where he and a few other distinguished guests sat. A few steps down was a very large space where the other wooden chairs and tables were littered about. A glass chandelier with lit candles hung just above their heads. The glass windows were shut for it was late at night, the curtains were red with streaks of gold and they draped the windows. Save for the red carpet that draped from where Votigern sat to the large grand entrance the rest of the floor was made out of glass marbles still in obsidian colour. The men and women gathered were people of different calibre and all walks of life but if Votigern was entirely true to himself, the guests in attendance were mainly low lives and truants, these were the kind of men who foll

By dusk that same day they had already arrived at the town where Raisel had lived with the young woman and her two kids. They currently sat in the tavern where Dragomir had frequented. On their way here she had stopped by at their house to greet them and gave them some money which they had appreciated. “So you come here very often?” “Came”, he corrected, “I even have a friend here” Raisel scanned the room, using her sense of reasoning to evaluate the kind of people that were seated, “You do have a questionable choice of place to pick out your friends” He followed her eyes, “No, not these people, the crowd is made up of people with really questionable characters. I’m only friends with the bartender…”, he looked around, “...who is not here currently but if he comes I’ll do the introductions” She nodded in understanding, “So let’s go over all the things we know about...” A loud raucous laughter drowned her voice. She turned to see two fat men talking loudly. She looked at Dragomir

“It’s an elite crowd”, she remarked. “Just as we expected”, Dragomir said showing no interest whatsoever. She peered at him, “Lose the attitude Dragomir, we have to blend in” A butler passed with a tray containing glasses of wine, Raisel took a glass and sipped, “I think I’m ready for all the fun tonight” “I can’t say the same”, he muttered under his breath. They walked around a bit, surveying the crowd trying to make small talk with a few people here and there, making sure that they saw the flashy jewellery that they had on. They stood together, both nursing a glass of wine, Raisel looked up at the large banner that they had missed when they walked in, and she read out loud, “Entering a new era of wealth, power and fame” “He is extra”, Dragomir shook his head. Raisel managed a light chuckle, “I want this to be over soonest, where is he?” “Trust me I want the same thing”, he muttered. “Where do you think he would be? Should I go meet with him, that would be straightforward fo