"What happened?!" Aurora came rushing into the tent, Chonky perched on her shoulder. "Why are you panting and… sweating?"
Sylvester sat holding his forehead, trying to get rid of his headache. "I don't know… I remembered something from the time I was five. It's like a hidden memory… I don't have any recollection of it."
Aurora settled beside him and helped him stand. However, the moment she touched his shoulder, her hand recoiled back. "You're burning!"
"That's alright. Fire and heat don't affect me." He straightened himself. "Let's move. Mum and Sir Dolorem had escaped to the Highland Kingdom and will reach Sand City today. But Isabella stayed in Green City, fighting the Holy Army and creating a long enough distraction for Mum to reach the castle."
"But what about you? Are you alright?" Aurora asked him in concern. "You don't look like you're ready for battle."
