~ Third Person's Point of View ~
Belor tapped the young man's shoulder. He looked at him with pity on his eyes as he said. "In this mission, you are not going to be alone. You have me, Billy. And I won't let you go by yourself to the mysterious and appalling valley."
"Wh–what are you planning to do, old man?"
"I will accompany you towards the Valley of Capiz! You must be escorted by the man who has been there, decades ago."
Elizabeth felt worried and uneasy.
She knew that Belor was too old for a mission. "Your honour, are you not afraid despite the risk and threat you need to be avoided?"
"She's right! You must stay here and look after Sahara!"
Billy raised his voice.
He was ignorant and innocent. Without Belor's help, Sahara will no longer be alive.
Belor looked at Lothor who listened carefully to their opinions.
He took a deep breath as he tried to stand and step his injured foot.
