The bus ride back to the academy didn't take long.
Neither of them said much during the journey. The earlier conversation with Oliver still lingered in their heads, and the question Noah had asked, about what was inside that hole... remained unanswered. That bothered him more than he let on.
They stepped off at the academy gates and made their way inside.
"Morgana's cabin," Noah said simply.
Damien nodded and led the way.
The academy grounds were quieter than usual on a Sunday. A few students passed by here and there, but for the most part the paths were empty. It didn't take long before they were standing in front of Instructor Morgana's cabin.
Damien reached for the door handle without a second thought.
Noah grabbed his arm.
"Hey." He stared at him. "Idiot. Knock first. Then ask for permission to enter."
Damien looked at him with genuine confusion. "She's my master. I'm her disciple. Why would I need to—"
He stopped mid-sentence.
