As the Quintet group made their way back out of the forest, a whirring noise behind them startled them all, and they stopped walking. Charlie was too afraid to even look behind her to see what it was this time. Would Rezin try to attack them again so soon? Were they all destined not to make it out of the White Forest alive?
Luckily, Trace seemed to be the brave one in this instance. “Oh, it’s you,” he said, looking at something behind him. Since he didn’t seem the slightest bit afraid, Charlie and the others turned around to see whom he was referring.
A misty vision of Albus was forming right before their eyes. It was his hologram, only instead of it being a scientific one, it was a magical one that his engineer cooked up for him back in the Albus Realm—the magical realm.
“Hello, you al
