Arriving in Aazoon

Pacing in his chambers, King Wilheim was playing out mental simulations of the sudden war that targeted his nation. Nearly all ended in catastrophe as even those where Aazoon was victorious it was accomplished at a great cost.

With his steed being readied for departure, all the king could do was wait and worry.

But the king's concentration was abruptly broken by the sound of footsteps within the room, other than his own. Wondering if he had been ignoring his messenger, King Wilheim turned around and was instead tackled to the ground without warning.

"Father!" Erina cried as she was finally able to see her father again.

"Erina… and Willim?" Unsure what to say or think, King Wilheim readjusted himself to the crowd of people that arrived via spatial rift, something the king had only seen done by Jack and his party. "What's going on? How are you two here?"