Bash!
Ava slammed the door open and ran into the room, immediately desperately trying to find where she kept the box Alaric had given her.
She flipped the bed over, almost sending it crashing into the wall.
Not even a second wasted, and she picked up the wooden plate, revealing the magic box that she had hidden under it.
A smile formed on her face, but it didn't last long as she soon heard a voice behind her.
"So you finally returned, and here I thought you had died in the war or something."
Turning around, Ava realized it was Velmo who had walked into the room.
He didn't look in good form, as his entire body seemed to be covered in bandages.
"Velmo..." Ava blurted out.
"That would be me..." He walked into the room and calmly sat down on the single lone chair he could find, "You look shocked to see me... were you also expecting me dead?"
Ava looked to the side; for one, she didn't have time to meddle with Velmo's mind games.
Getting ready to stand to her feet—
