“If Phil has returned from the other shore, he must have gotten into trouble with those people. I wonder if…” A beautiful woman with worry on her face stood next to Roger.

A mother would always worry about her child.

Even though Hazel knew that Philip was very powerful, she could not stop worrying.

“Grandpa, Grandma, don’t worry. Dad and the others will be fine!” A young boy carrying something in his arms ran past Roger and disappeared into the crack that led to the foreign land.

Roger’s and Hazel’s melancholy was broken by the kid’s hurry.

Like father, like son!

This little one had made a name for himself in the foreign land such a young age.