"What's happening? I came as soon as I heard the ruckus," Leona asked seriously, her gaze scanning the messy room while tightly gripping her Gearweaver sword.
Following her, Lyndon, Patriarch Rylan, Leif, Carl, and the other chosen ones hurried into the room, their expressions a mix of concern and curiosity.
Patriarch Rylan scrutinized the messy room before focusing on the two children. "What is all this commotion about?" he asked, his eyes fixed on Isadora.
Isadora glanced at Leif, who had finally exited his room, before redirecting her focus to Patriarch Rylan.
"Alstin and Eyva said that some tiny people had snuck into their room and were trying to catch them, which caused this mess. Some escaped, but they said others are still hiding," Isadora responded.
Patriarch Rylan, Lyndon, Leona, Leif, and the other gods' chosen were immediately surprised by Isadora's explanations.
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