The forest was dark, unusually so and Alexander did not know if it was because of his fear or even nature itself had realized something was terribly wrong.
The terrain was fragile, his feet diving into cold mud a few times. He remembered the portal, the one with the pretty flowers, made from Allias' sorrowful death. Such a beautiful scenery hid such an important secret with only a metal gate in the peculiar shape of a long tear drop to signal it's existence. As if it was forgotten there, a huge mansion existing with it, a long time ago someone would believe it was the ruin of an old family, until everything perished with the cruelty or time.
He was out of breath soon, he indeed had lied about being able to run. In reality he wasn't able to do anything at all, he couldn't allow himself though to let them down once more. This time he had to help. Show Luke he would be able to stand by his side, help him.
