Ibro started to walk heading straight to his village. He didn't walk so far, to find an old friend appearing around him, it was Gozline.
"Master, welcome back, I was so worried about you."
Ibro looked at the floating stone that kept circling around him like he was dancing from ecstacy.
"I too missed you Gozline, tell me, how long have I been here?"
"I let you enter into a deeper world to cultivate there as you requested, but then I lost your trace and that freaked me out.
I started to search for you until I sensed your presence a week ago, but I lost your track again.this time I kept waiting here for you, and when you appeared again I came to find you."
Ibro smiled as he felt how exciting and worried this stone was about him, which was weird, and funny too.
"Just tell me how long was I gone."
"Long time sire, a couple of months at the least."
"What?!!"
Ibro shouted out loud from surprise and shock, he said seriously:
