Finally, the group were back at the castle, out of the emptiness of space. Twitch still hadn't exploded, that was good. He stood alongside Eudial, listening to Anjushree's tale, still trying to figure out how all these stories he had heard since arriving tied into one another. There was something about the griffon's voice, though, its manner of talking, that sent a minor chill down his spine. The macaw shivered a little.

"Three others?" he asked. "So we've to find the other three rift things before the timer runs out?" Twitch gave a cautionary look at the watch he was wearing around his ankle, noting the time remaining. "Well, as long as we're here, there's what, armoury, vaults...libraries?" he suggested to the others, "There's bound to be some good stuff in there. THE CASTLE IS NOW AT YOUR DISPOSAL."

Twitch glanced at George. The bird was definitely not the best at impressions. He took a couple of paces backwards, glancing around awkwardly, before he noticed something unusual. Something he hadn't spotted before Anjushree returned. "Hey, where's Doomface gone?"