“No promises for the future,” the Aviator said.
After some time, the group reached the door. The Aviator pushed it open. “We’ve found the Ithorian,” they told the Pegasi guarding it, pushing past them.
Silas stopped for a moment once he was in the light, taking in his surroundings. His eyes glazed over for a bit, when he remembered the guards. Snapping out of his daze, he turned himself invisible again.