On Prenia. Close to Ikuras kingdom. A carriage flew by itself in the sky and on it were only two figures.
"I am still against it. They have seen you at your weakest. If the word got out…"
"Let it get out. That's what I desire." Faruq reprimanded Mirage. "The things I saw and experienced, no one will believe it. They won't even believe that I was ever injured that badly." Faruq then turned to look at his broken left hand. "As for this, they will say 'I lied and did this to myself."
"No one in Primrose will dare to say that," Mirage exclaimed.
The Primrose was a banquet that was only attended by the diverse forces that had an ascended being within their ranks. Which Faruq, after his ascendance became part of.
"But they will think about it. So I want witnesses and those people, who are also my saviors, will be important for the future."
"The words need to get out. The world needs to know of the monstrous realm I came across."