Everyone who saw Rion, Trish, Anwen, the fifth and sixth prince coming out of the fire approached and helped them right away. Two doctors who had been sent by the Arawn King immediately stepped forward.
Those who had just come out of the sea of fire were truly relieved when they managed to breathe freely in the fresh air and felt the cold wind touching their skin.
Rion laid Anwen down on the ground and the girl coughed repeatedly.
“Anwen, wake up. Anwen!” He patted Anwen’s cheek, trying to make the girl sober.
His worries for Anwen hadn’t gone away, but Elis and Nadin came over and told him about Odette being taken away by a group of people. Elis explained what had happened in a panic.
“Your Majesty.” Trish who heard it felt anxious, but the pain in his back was really excruciating that he couldn’t do anything.
Rion turned his head and looked at the blazing fire. The black smoke rose high in the air.
“Take care of Anwen,” he said to Elis and Nadin.
