Prince Arslan, growing weary of the interminable wait, found himself in an unusual state of restlessness within the solitude of his guest chamber. The return of Dean and the resounding echoes of thunder he had heard earlier had set his heart aflutter. Unable to contain his anticipation any longer, he paced back and forth around his room, his mind consumed with thoughts of the momentous conversation that had unfolded between the three heroes and the esteemed figures of the Avalon Kingdom.
Halting abruptly, Arslan approached the window, peering outside to witness a vast sea of men amassing before the grand gate of the Palace. The sight further deepened his perplexity, leaving him yearning to unlock the secrets hidden within their gathering. However, his thoughts were abruptly interrupted by the sudden swing of his chamber door.
