The survivors of Soft Bread Shelter whispered among themselves as they watched the two figures… the floating mage and the other flying survivor stand side by side. No one knew if they were friends or rivals. Their auras were overwhelming, and the tension between them was definitely present…
Yet, since they weren't fighting, the people assumed they must be together.
After a few moments, they saw the two sides talking with each other.
Relief spread quickly.
The defenders opened the gates wider, welcoming the three into their modest shelter.
Leaders hurried forward, bowing deeply, offering what little hospitality they could.
"Please," one said nervously, "use my house to rest. It is humble, but it is yours for the night."
Merlin finally turned his attention and nodded. Shane also accepted the goodwill with a faint nod. Alex followed, still wide‑eyed from the spectacle of power he had witnessed. Soon, the three were seated inside the leader's home.
