The very second they agreed, the Martial God tapped their foreheads, and the two fainted on the spot.
When Cael opened his eyes, he was back home in Ironhold. He was confused; wasn't he just in a Temple talking to someone?
Before he could even remember anything, the ground shook. A knight then entered his room.
"Young Lord! What are you doing? The monster wave is about to come; we must flee!"
'What is this knight talking about? Why would we run from a monster wave? When does a Thornehart ever run from monsters?'
"What are you talking about? Where is my Father, and my Big Brother? What are they doing?"
The second the knight heard those questions, he reacted weirdly. Cael noticed the subtle changes in the knight's reaction, from panic to sympathy to pity.
"... Young Lord... The former Lord and the Young Master have long since entered the hall of heroes."
Cael froze; his mind could not comprehend what was just said to him. "Huh?"
