Glurm felt the gateway opening again in his front yard. He blocked the full formation of the portal for a moment while he considered whether to allow it. He had told them a century, but things on Earth certainly were looking odd. Recently, he even detected a group of powerful channelers on a space vessel heading there.


    Then, there were the strange emanations from Pluto. Whatever had happened there had drastically shifted the ambient spatial mana. He released the mana thread he had used to hold the portal shut, allowing it to spawn back into existence in his yard. It was always possible the mammals had some answers.


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    He looked back into his kitchen with annoyance; he had been so looking forward to an afternoon meal. He sighed. “I suppose there is always time for that after I thrash a few mammals again,” he muttered to himself.


    He hoped this didn’t take too long. There were only a few more years until the next Universal Games, and any significant distraction could easily cost him another championship. He vowed that if that happened, he would pay the mammals a personal visit.


    “Hello, are you home?” A voice said at his door after a series of loud knocking. At least there was only one of them in his time. He thought as he headed to open the door.