Zander left the trial room and, next, it would be Grandpa Bento's turn. The old man was really scared. He had not even time to rest after everything he went through and he was old. They left him in a cell. Ok, not a dirty one, but yet…
He told everything about how Alanna got sick and what they had to do to try to keep her attached to her body, do letting her soul go away for good.
"You used magic, right?" Osiris asked.
"It is what you prefer to call it. I am no sorcerer. I don't have magic powers. Those were herbs and the world has its mysteries. I don't need to be a wizard to perform rituals or to understand how things work."
"You are a native, if I'm not mistaken. Correct?"
"Yes. I am a native. And I am very proud of this."
"Bento." The King said. " Please… could you explain to me this things about time passing differently in that mountain?"
