Departure of the church
In the tranquil ambiance of the room, Leo carefully cradled Hellion, who slept soundly in his hands. With deliberate movements, he rose from the chair, a picture of serene composure, and headed towards the door, handling the slumbering fox with utmost care. As he gently shut the door behind him, the latch clicked softly into place, sealing the room's peaceful ambiance within.
Turning to Lara, Leo's gaze held a calm curiosity as he inquired, "What did you want to talk about?" His voice, a tranquil melody, echoed in the corridor, devoid of urgency or alarm.
Before Lara could respond, the abrupt arrival of a castle guard shattered the tranquil moment. The guard, drenched in sweat and visibly distressed, struggled to catch his breath, his urgent demeanor a stark contrast to Leo's composed stance. His words spilled out in gasps, conveying the urgency of his message—news of the church's impending arrival, drawing nearer to the castle.