In the end, Scar decided that it wasn't a rescue mission.
It wasn't even a mission.

They just showed up, found Mumbo, and left.

Whatever problem Mumbo and Grian had to solve was already done.
They saved themselves.

Scar decided that hurt the most.
That he wasn't even needed in getting the duo out. He was just a deadweight. Mumbo probably hated him for starting this entire mess.

He and his friends silently followed Mumbo back to the rift, listening in to the conversation happening a few feet ahead of them.

"I know we didn't have the best first impression-"

"You trapped Red and I in iron cells until we agreed to help you." Mumbo interjected. "There wasn't much of a choice, you know.
"He...Red died because of you. Your choices and careless decisions led to this. Gambling with peoples lives- preaching that whole 'one sacrifice to save the masses' drivel. It makes me sick.
He died because you forced his hand into finding a solution to a problem he wasn't even a part of. His blood is on your hands- remember that for as long as you live." He spat.

If looks could kill, Thorn would be dead a thousand times over. It was a cold kind of anger. The kind that's created over months, tempering your voice into the deadliest of blades while still being icy cold. The kind with a sharp stare, eyes flashing with hatred rather than anger.

Scar made the wise decision to never make Mumbo angry again.
The others made the wise decision to never make Mumbo angry.
Thorn made the wise decision to shut up.

"Red was curious about something though." Mumbo said after a while of walking in silence, his voice deceptively soft again, "Will there be a ruler of the seelie court now that you have your magic?"

"I should think so. It would be nice to have the courts in balance again."

Mumbo rolled his eyes. "As if it wasn't your fault they got like this in the first place."

With no elegant way to respond to that, Thorn remained silent, leading the way to the rift and opened it.

Instead of seeing Xisuma and the other hermits, there was simply...nothing. It looked like a sheer drop off into the void, cold air filtering into the room. Instinctively, he knew that he was looking at the gap between realities and that falling in was a one-way trip.
Mumbo took a step back from the edge in surprise.
"How do I get back to my world."

"Use magic to guide it." Thorn said before walking away. Payback, Mumbo supposed, for the jabs he took earlier.

"Here- use this." Came Scars voice somewhere to his right, and a small green crystal clattered to the floor. "Shatter it."
Scar was flickering back into sight as he spoke softly before he vanished again as he went silent, some of the fae blinking owlishly at the space where the wizard stood as if they had seen a ghost.

Mumbo crushed the crystal under his foot and the rift wavered before it revealed a very exhausted Xisuma and Cub standing watch. Cub perked up a bit upon seeing Scar, False, Iskall, Stress and Doc (Mumbo was just out of sight) and ran to get the others. Xisuma blinked blearily as he sat up stretching as if he had only just managed to fall asleep.

The redstoner paused for a moment, letting Scar and the others go through before he went through himself, closing his eyes and steeling himself for the moments to come and the questions everyone would have.

They were expecting for Mumbo and Grian to walk back through the portal.
Not Mumbo to walk through carrying Grian's body.