Chapter 227

"Are you not going to help?" The soft voice startled Cylester who stared at the opening of the portal. He was confused as to why it had not closed yet. Perhaps Rue had mixed up the ingredients in this one. Turning around to see who had spoken to him, Cylester's green eyes fixed on yellow ones across the room. For a second Cylester remained confused until a tiny spark of realization hit him. He had totally forgotten about the elves.