Three days later, I went back to the hospital to remove my sutures since my wounds were healing nicely, which meant that everything was going according to plan.
Since Wendy had also finished what she needed to do, we booked flights back to our homeland. However, only Wendy and I flew back while the rest stayed behind to wrap up the project with Carlton. We weren't just going home, though. We also had the task of getting a few engineers to fly over from Caruna for the further refinement and maintenance on our projects.
We landed at Sherdon International Airport on Thursday afternoon. At the exit, I spotted an old man in his fifties who was there to pick up Wendy.
"Welcome home, Miss Wendy," he said in a cordial and respectful manner as he bowed to her.
"Should you not be in Northpass? W
