The tournament was finally over, the people had returned to their abodes, and the entire Wutherhorn estate had returned to the way it originally was.
Light and the other contestants, except the one who died were finally released from the sick bay of the Pit and allowed to go home to their families.
Jacob still had one thing on his mind though, the young girl who had been taken as a prisoner. She waved at him multiple times for a reason he could not comprehend, he would pay her a visit later, for now he would have ti deal with what was currently on his plate.
There was a soft knocking on the door for the first time in a while.
KNOCK! KNOCK!
Xenia opened the door and Emily stood there, the maiden that had escorted them to the room on the first day, she was small even in comparison to Xenia.
"Young Lord Ironfell. The Primarch wishes to see you." She said in her soft voice as she picked at her apron.
