When they finally got settled, and had been assigned a group tent to house all of them until the relief effort could come and help clear out the remaining goblin stragglers. At night, small groups of them would try and get through the walls of the Academy. They would be quickly blasted to bits by spells and enchanted weapons, but they kept coming.
The Rifts to their world had closed, but some had remained. On top of the tall clock tower at the center of the Academy campus, a tall black haired man with fair skin decked out in black was sitting down munching a bucket of popcorn. A few scattered goblin bodies around him that were at least a day old.
"My My Ms Casteel, you do wonderful work! I was right to chose you, I hope you can meet my expectations." His lips turned up into a wonderful grin. "I think its time to take another walk..." He says before dropping the bucket of popcorn, and disappearing from the tower.