Alron rushed through the dim hallways, from time to time looking over his shoulder to make sure that both Elrin and Kervan were still keeping up with his pace. Then turned around with keen eyes in search of his uncle, the Royal Prince of Qye.
The person he is looking for stands with a neat suit, his silvery hair pushed back in a tidy style while both his sharp eyes seem expectant of their arrival. Seems like the spirit had informed him beforehand.
Alron turned around once again, his eyes turning impatient with each second as he shouted at both of them, "Hurry!"
"Yes, yes."
