Celebration

Crackle. Crackle. Crackle.

A luxurious carriage was heading for Red Feather City. There were only two people inside the carriage, a young man with blue eyes and a knight with long hair.

"Cyrus, what's with the others, and can you explain what's even going on?" Zayne asked, looking out the window that overlooked the city.

"Sure. I don't have all the information myself, since no one was prepared for it. As you know, your group set out to prevent the Orcs. However, Apostle showed up, though you know that without me." Cyrus said calmly, "Unfortunately, the Oracles can't track Apostles, even though they contain a tremendous amount of Chaos energy."

Zayne's eyes went wide, "So that's what their power is... Now I understand..." Zayne muttered.

Cyrus nodded, "About the other team members, they're safe and sound. A lot more knights came to Orcs Dungeon, my men and I decided to wait for you to come back, and we weren't wrong. I'm glad you're alive."