Morel's face went pale as he exclaimed in shock, "How did he get into Moonlight Land?! Isn't he riding the fox spirit? He couldn't possibly get in."
Cecilia shook her head. "I don't know, Sir Morel, but he seemed unaffected by the rules of the domain."
"We should follow him!" Morel declared firmly, moving quickly towards the edge of the cliff.
However, Morel abruptly stopped in his tracks when a sudden gust of wind blew up from beneath the cliff. Emerging from the mist below was a figure atop a large, white flying fox. It was Broken, calmly seated on Polly's back as she ascended gracefully.
Morel's eyes went wide with disbelief as he looked at Broken. He turned to Cecilia. "Cecilia, are you absolutely sure about what you said earlier?"
"Ye-yes, Sir Morel..."
"Broken..." Ivana called out. "So, you've found Moonlight Land, right? Is it as beautiful as I imagined?"