Everything came back to its natural state. They arrived at the middle finger Peak and stayed there for a night.
No one mentioned the painting or the things they experienced. Everyone ignored me and moved on.
It was strange that they understood the feeling without speaking with words. Silas observed it for his spell. When the morning came, the spirit prepared a feast for Eli and as a result, Silas's group filled the bones.
Even the bones were like a 5 stars meal to them. Spirits' brilliance can't be ignored. So, Silas praised.
He bowed down as he shoved into the tiny opening made from the bandages.
"What is the next plan?" Eli asked from his meal.
"Break the barrier and take the treasure."
"That is not the deal." Eli said, dropping the food back. His presence intensified.
Silas gulped the saliva and laughed, trying to ease the tense situation he found himself in. Angrying Eli was the last thing he wanted to do right now.
