With palms covering her lips, tears started to pour once again.
"They are alive... Gods, they are alive!" Sobbing and chuckling at the same time, she stood up and raced to the gates of the Terin Household's manor.
The moment she came face-to-face with a sleeping child not older than Lotte who was cradling an infant or two from his front and back while he gripped a basket as if his little life depended on it.
The children were situated right inside the gates of the manor, barely reaching the threshold of the manor. A mere meter away from the exhausted children there lies a pile of ashes and charred bodies of panthers and wolves.
"The master's spiritual energy saved the last of our clan's hope," said Vice Commander Shuha behind Sue Terin. He continued, "None of these is the master's fault."
