The lost gate shined as Valde set his hands in front of it.
The scattered shining particles formed a straight line and it circled around the gate, sending the sides of the gate to lit up.
A soft smoke came out of the slowly opening gate and an empty space was shown.
The hand that was gripping mine tightened. I held it back with the same intensity.
King Conner who stood with Valde turned to look at the warriors that volunteered to be their healer.
Fifty people stood upright as they waited for the king's command, or maybe some words of inspiration to fuel their fighting spirit.
But the king didn't do so.
He stood there with all of his regaleness while his eyes roamed on each of the warriors. And then he bowed. Not a small bow to acknowledge someone's presence or a thanks for someone's
