The glorious backyard garden was no more; inside the mansion that lost half of its appeal, in one of the many rooms, Alan sat together with Theodora, who was clearly shaken from the previous events.
Theodora: "We left Lana asleep. I am worried about her; we should find a healer to check on her."
Alan: "She is fine; her consciousness suffered slightly under the massive intimidating aura. She will need to sleep for a while, and she will be fine."
Theodora: "Can you stop being so mysterious? Please tell me what happened."
Alan: "You will know soon."
As soon as he finished his words, the door opened; from behind the door, the old ancestor, who looked like the hollowed bark of a dead tree, walked in.
Ancestor: "Young man, I can't thank you enough for what you did. I have sent my men to the backyard. They only reported the massive destruction that we see; there are no traces of those vile men."
