A week has passed since the incident with Sylph. Upon returning, she was of course completely drained. So much so that even though she wanted to get up and pick her weapon, there was no strength on both her arms and her legs.
Zeke himself was also worried about a lot of things. The first among these is the fact that, there was a clone who looked so much like him. But the good news is that he was able to confirm a lot of things. One is that, the other continents are ruled by the other Windsprites and the Fake Zeke. The second is that, he was finally able to see the whole ordeal which occurred. He was also able to confirm that Glade believed he was dead since, his former body was being used by something made by the sly elf king.
"I'm going to tear down everything he built." Zeke thought to himself, ready to bring the hurting to the elf king.
