Three months later, at the Sealed Land, Bloody Fortress.
Squeak! Squeak!
The sound of wheels rolling could be heard as a carriage slowly drove into the tall gates of the fortress.
The carriage was surrounded by a circle of guards, including human Knights and Dwarven warriors. There was even a small flag on the carriage. The patterns on the flag explained the origins of the carriage. It had come from the Valley of the Dead Souls.
Sam, who was carrying an axe on his back, looked up at the towering city wall and the giant trees behind the wall. He could not help but sigh, "Oh! I'm finally back!"
At the same time, Knight Aaron rode his horse to the side of the carriage.
Knock, knock, knock! He knocked on the door.
"Sir, we're here."
The curtain of the carriage was lifted by a slender and fair hand, and a handsome face appeared in front of the window.
