When facing hard times, good news are always accompanied by the bad ones. As we finished our discovery we heard the opening of the gate and several voices yelling for help flooded the library. I went up to the soldiers who were with us and found Neeno a little wounded and bathed in Yrian blood carrying Albano badly wounded surrounded by his troops.
Without delay we opened the door to the sanctuary and took Albano to Mithaurian with all his soldiers. We arrived just in time for the doctors to close the wounds with correct bandages and administer medicines and herbs to make it stable. His old age now weighed against his health.
“He can not improve,” said Neeno. “We were attacked by Yrians corrupted with black energy. It is now inside the king. He will no longer be able to fight and his days should not exceed a year.”