Bam! Bam!
"Open the door!"
"Open the door!"
"Hey, stop. Can't you see it's locked? I don't think anyone lives here."
"No, don't stop. That thief is so cunning. He could be hiding anywhere. We can't leave any place unchecked."
Bang! Bang!
Lyra was sweating nervously inside as the people outside banged on the door, determined to break in.
If this continued, she would be caught and sent to the dungeons like her mother.
Her heart raced as she peeked through a crack in the window, searching anxiously for her savior.
Whoosh!
Plop!
Startled by the sudden noise, she instinctively turned around. There, to her immense relief, stood her unconscious mother alongside her savior.
"Mother!" Lyra exclaimed, rushing toward her with worry written all over her face.
"We don't have time for this little girl. Save the tears for now." Aengus said before grabbing her arm.