If Magic Cannot...?

His business in Tarm concluded Zell teleported back to the isle of dragons where he went into the house of black to find Obsi and Sid waiting for him.

"Welcome home Zell." Obsi said.

"I don't live here though?" Zell replied confused.

"You can if you want to." Obsi said with a smile. "Did you deal with your sister? Are you okay?"

"Yes." Zell said. "Everything is taken care of. Rose is dead and Neuval is in my mother's hands. Peace has been achieved between humans and nonhumans. All that remains is taking care of the gods." Zell looked at Sid and could not help but smile. "Anna says she still loves you, by the way." Zell told him.

Sid took a step back with a look of shock upon his face. "She remembers me?" He questioned, not believing that she would have remembered him. "I thought none of the gods cared about us, that she forgot about me as soon as we left."