(Author POV)
Marvel and the others have already finished burying King Cleiomenes' coffin and the funeral should be over.
They all walked out of the mountain and one by one had neatly lined up to leave there. The mountain that was wide open, is now closed by Marvel. he chanted some Mantra and covered the mountain in snow again.
Marvel sighed softly, beside him was Arsinoe's mother, who was still crying without saying anything.
"Mother? Did you see Ele?" Asked Marvel, because he hasn't seen Ele since the woman came out of the mountain. Marvel looked around once again, and indeed there wasn't Ele anywhere.
"Do you think mom will take care of that woman at your father's funeral?" Arsinoe asked in an irritated voice.
Marvel chuckled annoyed because his mother did not care, he walked slowly to see one by one the people who were here, some of them had climbed into the helicopter and left that place.
