Six months later.
Fear and panic had become the epitome of the Acraepoids' minds.
"Mother, stop hesitating! Those evil sorcerers have reached Pandoraga City, they've slain all the Acraepoids! They're a bunch of monsters from hell, we must quickly escape!"
A young Acraepoid, extravagantly dressed, called out. Behind him was his young, beautiful, newly-wed wife.
In front of the young Acraepoid was his mother. Though she had aged, the grace of her face could not hide her once beautiful face.
"Leave, Engelbert. I will stay by your father's side."
Engelbert was stunned, rage then followed. He turned toward his father, whom he was so proud of once and screamed. His voice was so hysterical, so wrathful, like a wolf that had been put on a leash.
In his eyes, his father was just a baffling, stubborn old man!
"Father, why are you doing this? Why! If you're gonna die, then die alone! Why would you drag mother down with you?"
His eyes were red. Engelbert was on the brink of madness.