Five days later.
Graven visited Terros place one sunny afternoon.
The old man was cutting a banana tree a few meters away from the bamboo house.
He went to his side. "Old man, what's up?" he asked.
Terros looked at him and smiled. "Son, how's the world outside?"
"Peaceful and orderly, in short, everything is well," Graven replied.
"Good! How about your wife, did you already find her?"
Graven's face fell in sadness and despair. He released a troubled sigh. "Not yet, I've been checking out two towns already looking for her and yet no sign of her. Besides my missing wife, I'm also looking for my lady friend, she is like a sister to me, she was also missing," he said with a gloomy sigh.
Terros patted Graven's shoulder in sympathy. "Losing a sister and a wife, then facing a possible death? Three bad luck in a row. Wow, life really loves you my, son!" he said, sighing deeply.
"Yeah, my life is great!" Graven said with a tone of sarcasm in his voice.
