A Thunderbird carrying two humans and a Goblin on its back flew through the skies above Somerset, England.
Somerset bordered eastern Devon and was not far from Autry-Saint Catchpole Village, where Matthew's home was. At the Thunderbird's speed, they arrived in no time.
"Whoa—this is amazing!" The bearded Goblin looked incredibly excited. "It's even faster than a Flying Broom!"
"Are we sure we're going the right way? We're about to fly out of Somerset," Luna reminded them.
"Let me see." Still somewhat reluctant to end the ride, the bearded Goblin took out the slip of paper with the coordinates from his pocket. After checking their position, he said, "We overshot it. It's in that dried-up riverbed we just passed."
Matthew patted Pupu's neck and pointed out the direction. Pupu immediately understood and flapped her wings, changing course.
A moment later, they reached their destination.
There should originally have been a river here. With the passage of time, the river had vanished, exposing its riverbed and leaving behind a dried-up channel.
The bearded Goblin placed the Vault Key into a disk. At close range, the disk could locate the entrance to the Secret Vault.
A moment later, an illusory magical indicator appeared on the disk, pointing into the dried-up riverbed.
"Looks like the Secret Vault was built in the riverbed and was exposed after the river dried up," the bearded Goblin said.
After walking a short distance along the riverbed, they indeed found traces of human construction. There was a small circular platform half a meter tall in the channel, with a groove on top.
The bearded Goblin removed the Vault Key from the disk and placed it into the groove on the platform.
A nearly imperceptible click sounded. Blue Light rose from the Vault Key in the groove, as though