Magus's heart sank. Amaron was right; the names meant absolutely nothing to him. And if they couldn't go back...

No. He could find a way. He had to. He'd never let trifles like impossibility stop him before. And he had to hold on to that thought, whether or not it was actually true, otherwise he'd be well and truly lost. 

They began walking. The trees blurred together as he passed, and the soldiers seemed to merge into fuzzy grey silhouettes, which made his head start to throb. He tried focusing on his aura, willing it to disperse. It didn't, but it dimmed considerably, and it took his mind off the headache. 

"Look man," the barbarian spoke from up ahead, "I just want to go home, so send me back; I don't care about what's going on with you and your kingdoms, and I doubt anyone here has any intention of killing your king and people." Magus couldn't help but nod in agreement. 

"However, if you try to pull anything to hurt me—"

Amaron's hands darted towards his bow and arrow, and Magus stepped back just before Amaron nocked the arrow, swung around and loosed it. The arrow landed right in front of the barbarian. 

Inwardly, Magus cursed. His aura was now tinted a bright red. It had flared outward earlier, and was now pulsing rapidly. He concentrated, and tendrils extended from it to wrap around his arms. It was still red, but at least it had calmed down. 

Amaron looked at all of them. "I expect all of you to behave and not give any threats, because in the end if I have to fight.." His teeth and face started to make the form of a wolf, which was somehow even more disturbing than actually turning into one. "If I have to fight any of you I'll devour you." 

Soon after that, they reached the city gates which swung open as they approached. Up ahead, there was a castle on a terraced hill, which was apparently their destination. 

As the group began walking up the hill, Magus took the opportunity to make his way over to the armoured man wielding the sword. Savin. A Planewalker, whatever that was; something to do with travelling between worlds?

"Savin, was it?" Before the man could answer, he went on, "You said you were a Planewalker. How does that work?"