The group walked together in silence, an air of gloom surrounding them. No one would say a word. It remained that way for about two hours until they saw someone in their line of view. The group continued to walk forward until they could make clear view of who it was. Bolin frowned and walked closer.
"Father?" Bolin asked, causing the man to look up. His eyes went wide as he took down the barrier surrounding him and three bodies.
"Bolin!" the man cried out, getting up and rushing over to Bolin, hugging him tightly. He then looked around, smiling as he saw Shinqian with the group. "Hey old friend! I see you made it safely out of battle. You did fight, right?"
"Yes. Yukimori is dead," Shinqian said, nodding his head. He looked at the three bodies, nodding towards them. "What happened?"
