Having delivered the news to Alex, the King returned to his quarters to rest after a rather stressful day.
Alex's hands hovered in front of the painting he was making and struggled to care about the painting at the moment having received the news.
It was all okay in the Ivory Kingdom. Could he believe that? That was certainly not possible, but what other choice did he have?
"Are you going to go check to see anything? Do you think you can stake into the barrier?" Godslayer asked.
"Are you kidding me?" Alex answered. "There are Immortals, maybe even Divinities that came down. And if my suspicion is correct, they are here for the senior. If they find the treasures on me, I will be dead."
"True," Godslayer said. "You're right. I don't want to get caught either. Don't go."
Alex was of the same mind, so he said nothing. He had talent, but he wasn't at the level yet where he could go up to potentially hostile immortals and come out alive.
