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Usually when Disee elves teleported they would leave behind either a black cloud, like smoke that spread and disappeared or black dust, as if something had been burnt. When Allias teleported a golden dust was left behind, shimmering under the light and when he appeared he came as light. Bright, blinding he made everyone blink before he was restored to his original shape. 

The king looked around, counting four people and smiled. 

"Good, good" he said locking eyes with his friend. Alexander seemed to be completely lost. Just a few minutes ago Mark had told him that they would run away. Luke was not here and he was worried about that, his heart beating fast while his mind was trying to understand everything. The two demonic spirits kept looking at him, their eyes glued on him as if he was some kind of specimen. He felt uncomfortable.

"Took you a while." Mark commented and looked at his nails, still sitting on the huge rock.