Terros immediately lifted Graven's body and teleported the two of them to the crumbling castle located in the remote place of the Wimborne Village.
When he appeared there...Horace and the others were already outside the dilapidated castle waiting for their arrival.
He looked at the men. "Let's bring them inside the castle so that they can receive the antidote from the cursed King!" he told them. "If you see a black liquid, don't step on it! Avoid it at all costs or else it will enter your body and poison you just like what it did to your dying friends!" he warned them. He doesn't want more of Graven's men falling into the hands of the cursed King! A problem that he's trying hard not to be repeated.
The men obeyed the old man's order, they lifted their friend's body and entered the decaying castle. Terros followed them inside while carrying Graven's unconscious body in his arms.
Inside the rotting castle.
Gently, they placed the dying men side by side on the ground.
Terros addressed them. "Leave this place at once! It's not safe here! Stay a few meters away from this place! Don't worry about your friends, I'll watch over them!" he ordered them.
Immediately, Horace and the others left the castle.
Terros went to the corner and hovered in the air a few meters away from the ceiling.
He began chanting an ancient spell that he learned from his old master. He transformed into his invisible self. A few minutes later, he was cocooned by an invisible barrier protecting him from any object that would come his way.
He shut his eyes, trying to detect any foreign aura circulating in the air.
The first detection comes fast and fades away in just a blink of an eye...then the second detection is getting stronger until the whole place was bursting with the powerful aura.
Terros knew it could be the cursed King's spirit encircling the dying men. He never dares to blink his eyes wanting to witness what will happen to the men lying in the ground. He looked everywhere trying to spot the presence of the black liquid. He saw them scattered everywhere on the wall, and there's a lot in the ceiling waiting to drop over his head. But he doesn't have to worry about the black liquid above his head, the invisible barrier will protect him securely, it can't be penetrated by anything.
He concentrated once more and found the source of the strong powerful aura lingering above the dying men. Suddenly...the ground beneath the men opened up and swallowed them. Terros witnessed exactly the way Graven described his experienced when he was swallowed whole by the ground where he stood upon.
The ground returned to its normal state as if nothing happened.
He can no longer detect the powerful aura anywhere.
The King's spirit retreated underground!
He teleported outside to inform the men what happened to their friends after they left.
Terros find the men outside the castle, huddling together under the shade of the tree. He made himself visible.
"Grandpa, what happened in there?" Horace asked in a worried voice.
"The cursed King's spirit arrived and the ground opened up swallowing everyone down into the basement," Terros replied.
"What's going to happen now?" one of the men asked.
Terros sighed and shook his head. "I dunno...one thing for sure...our friends are now in the mercy of the cursed King. But the King told them that there's an antidote if they returned here, and that's what we've been doing... we brought our friends back for the cure. Let's hope that we can still see our friends alive soon!" he replied.
"Grandpa, do you think Lord Graven is still alive?" Horace asked in an apprehensive tone.
Terros released a deep sigh. "I hope so. I hope they're all alive," he said in an optimistic voice.
Horace's face marred with desolation.
Terros patted his shoulder. "Horace, I know that Graven had put the heavy responsibility on your shoulder. You must go back to South Pond Town and managed everything there accordingly as per Graven's instruction. Just leave at least three people here to wait for the result. A for the rest of the men bring them back home. Don't worry as long we have a piece of good news, I will send back one of your comrades to bring the good news to you," he suggested.
Horace breathed deeply. The old man has a valid point. He agreed with his suggestion. "Okay, Grandpa. I and some of my comrades will return to South Pond Town now."
Horace proceeds to explain to the men that they need to go back to South Pond Town, he assigned three men to accompany the old man to watch over the crumbling castle.
Terros watched as Horace and the others disappeared from the place.
The men looked at the old man. "Grandpa, what we're going to do next?" they asked in unison.
"Let's just wait here, guys... If they are meant to live...sooner or later... they will certainly come out of the door of the castle alive," Terros replied, wearing a dispirited look on his face.
The men wore the same desolate expression on their faces.
Terros understood very well the men's feelings because it's hard to just stay idle not doing anything - especially that their friend and their master is ten feet below the ground.
'Are they dead or alive?' That is the worrying question that is running in the men's minds while watching the castle in front of them.
Terros released a deep sigh. "There's nothing we can do but wait..." he said aloud.
The men agreed with his statement.
Meanwhile...
Ten feet under.
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