Morel's face paled as he exclaimed in shock, "How did he get into the Moonlight Land?! Isn't he riding the fox spirit? He couldn't possibly get in."
Cecilia shook her head in response. "I don't know Sir Morel, but he seemed unaffected by the rules set by the entrance portal."
"We should follow him!" Morel declared firmly and then set off running towards the edge of the cliff.
But Morel abruptly ceased in his tracks when a gust of wind suddenly blew from beneath the cliff, and a figure appeared before them. What emerged was a white fox, its fur glimmering in the sun and tipped with silver wings. Broken was perched atop its back.
"Broken…." Ivana smiled at him. "I'm sure you've found the Moonlight Land, right? Is it as beautiful as I imagined?" she said with a kind face.
"Ivana… I'm sure you'll like what I see down there… Come…" Broken said.