A few days later...

Makoh: "(groggy) What just happened?"

Makoh wakes up in a doctor's office.

Rox: "Are you okay?"

Makoh turns to find the heroes in the room.

Makoh: "(shaking head) Did... did we win?"

Veld is looking at Makoh's medical file.

Veld: "Yeah, and you passed out shortly afterwards."

Makoh: "Seriously?"

Lariat: "Seriously."

Makoh looks out a nearby window.

Makoh: "So that uh..."

Owen: "It was real."

Makoh: "What was that?"

Thoris: "How many questions do you seriously have?"

Makoh: "A lot."

Owen: "We're going to be here for a while."

The heroes explain what is going on.

Meanwhile...

Bael: "Joy and Nervousness remain."

Preio: "The seal is breaking though."

???: "Precisely."

A slightly clearer image of Soalious appears in front of them all.

Feaquil: "Not you again!"

Soalious: "No matter how many of these mortals you get on your side, I will return and you all will accept the truth."

Floa: "The truth is that you're a traitor! And you must be kept at bay!"

The image begins to fade.

Soalious: "My servants will deal with them by the time they could get to me."

The image vanishes.

Jex: "Hurry..."

Back to the heroes...

Makoh: "That's one tall order."

Owen holds out his hand.

Owen: "So are you ready?"

Makoh looks at the hand for a moment before shaking.

Makoh: "I'm ready."

Makoh stumbles a bit before standing straight.

Thoris: "Take it easy."

Makoh: "I-I'm fine."

Makoh realizes something.

Makoh: "So uh... should I tell my parents that-"

Rox: "They already know."

Makoh: "Huh?!"

Lariat: "We had wasted enough time waiting. We need to head out ASAP."

Makoh: "Well, do you guys have enough money?"

The others also realize something.

Veld: "(awkwardly) Almost forgot about that."

Makoh pulls out a wallet filled to the brim with money.

Owen: "(relieved) Thank god."

Makoh: "(sighing) I've got it, but you guys seriously should get some more cash when we dock."

They all walk out the door, and make their way to the harbor.

Guard: "Safe travels."

The heroes unfurl the sail as Thoris immediately becomes sick.

Thoris: "(nauseous) This is going to suck."

Lariat looks northeast.

Lariat: "Next stop, the Sprixies."

The wind pushes the boat northeast as Thoris vomits again.

Owen: "(awkwardly) Good thing the Sprixies and Demi live close to each other."

Thoris: "(vomiting) They'd better..."