Eleanore was still upset when she got to her apartment. Needed Ivander's explanation as to who the person chasing him was and also why the spell from that person could injure her.
Eleanore sat herself on the sofa in the living room of her apartment, staring intently at Ivander who instantly laid to rest himself on the sofa next to Eleanore.
"Ivan, shouldn't you be explaining our situation right now?" said Eleanore while kicking the leg of Ivandee who was nearby.
"What do you want to know?" Ivander asked from behind the pillow that buried his head.
"Everything. What about this wound, why did I get injured because of that guy's spell?" Eleanore wouldn't stop questioning Ivander until he gave her an answer that satisfied her.
Ivander lazily got up from his sleep and faced straight toward Eleanore. "Regarding your wound, I also don't know why the Priest's magic could injure you." Ivander was quiet while thinking hard, the problem is he is also confused about it.
