Two days earlier, a few hours after Reyn and Glok returned to Crossworld. The sun was no longer visible, setting in the west, bringing a slightly piercing cold air due to the previous rain.
They were still in front of the Iron Hall, waiting for the two of them with uneasy hearts. Especially the lovers, worried about their partners, fearing that it might be the last moment they were together. But deep inside, they still hoped, knowing the two of them wouldn't die just like that. They believed Glok and Reyn would return and they were willing to wait even if it took years.
"We have to go back," Rako, who had already stood up, ready to walk towards Agaricfall, which could take more than a day without the help of the Iron Hall. They were fortunate enough that there were no more monsters around thanks to Rapture, which had become one of their concerns now.
