"Hmm, fair point, Bob," replied Sir Isaac as he examined Rin to see if he could peer through the veil that surrounded him. Yet, no matter how he tried, he still could not glimpse Rin's true self nor the depths of his power.
Even though to him and everyone else with the vault, Rin was just a prominent youngster who achieved the rank of a God, which is an amazing achievement considering his age. Yet when you consider his fight with the Warden's cousin, Zinc Gravenor, something didn't add up, especially when you take a look at their final exchange.
Wherein he displayed power that eclipsed whatever a God-ranked cultivator could muster with the simple draw of a sword infused with the Kurama's family's famous flames techniques at breakneck speed.
Nevertheless, maybe that's the uniqueness of the Kurama Family, an elusive group of fire users, who were once prominent rulers of Japan, yet have now been reduced to fairy tales.
But even though they play the role of a weakened wolf in the dark, no one dares to provoke it... lest you upset the sleeping disaster. But anyway, that is beside the point, so let's return to the story at hand.
"However, while that may be a possibility... unfortunately, I wouldn't test the water if I were you, kid, until you attained the rank of a Peak True God," said Sir Isaac as he finished his oatmeal and water, before getting up and returning to his cell.
"Why so?" asked Pharaoh curiously as he gazed at Sir Isaac, awaiting a response.
"Just think of it as repaying a debt of sorts," replied Sir Isaac mysteriously with a wink as a group of guards approached Rin and escorted him to the warden's office.
'Well then, it would appear you're a freeman, kid... may our paths cross once again if Fate allows it,' smiled Sir Isaac as he watched Rin disappear upstairs.
***
Meanwhile, as Sir Isaac returned to his cell, Rin was escorted to the Warden's office, and Bob was left to eat his food alone. It would seem our troublemaker was finally being sent home after spending three and a half days at Obsidian Vault for the disappearance of Isaac Newton.
An unfortunate soul, whose story may have taken an unexpected turn following his capture and transfer to a world of fire and destruction by the dragon summoned by Rin.
But whether he was still alive or dead is something probably only his family would know, since before Isaac was born, his grandfather, Newton, prophesied of his disappearance. Wherein their families' fractured destiny would be renewed and reforged into something greater with the assistance of a Jasper and an unlikely ally from another world.
Nevertheless, with him contracting a severely mutated form of dementia before his death, most of his family dismissed the prophecy as nonsense and thought nothing of it, except for his granddaughter, Sabrina Newton.
"Honey, do you think destiny is really?" asked Sabrina as she played with the shimmering white prism Pharaoh gave her.
"How so? And why the sudden interest?" asked her husband as he brought over some ginger and turmeric tea he had made, along with a few pastries.
"Because I believe our missing son may be the person my Grandfather was hinting at when he informed us of his latest prophecy, before his passing at the last family gathering," said Sabrina as she stopped playing with the prism and placed it in her spatial ring for safekeeping.
"Hmm, while possible... I still don't think our son is the fabled person meant to revive your clan, which is on the brink of destruction, if someone doesn't step up and take control of the situation," replied James as he sat beside his wife, after arranging everything on the table.
"Why so? When everything points to him being the prophesied savior of our clan, James?" shouted Sabrina as she couldn't believe her husband would still doubt her Grandfather's prophecy even after watching the scenes depicted in the prism from Rin's memory of his and Isaac's fight.
"Sabrina, how can you expect me to believe that Rin, a teen who isn't even 21 yet, can already summon world-level calamities without alerting the World Spirit or even suffering from Heaven's Wrath. Plus, who is to say Rin didn't tamper with the memories he gave us?" retorted James, causing his wife to pause and take in what he just said.
Considering that, she never thought or even questioned the reliability of what Rin gave her after she tried to enchant him. But failed miserably, even though she was able to take a quick glimpse at his soul.
Before being kicked out, just as Pharaoh took over and handed her the prism.
Which, in and of itself, was strange once you realized he didn't have to do that and could have easily implanted fake memories into her mind, or rewound time to where this entire situation never took place.
Nevertheless, he didn't, and with that, Sabrina lost the hope she once had in her son still being alive, as well as the semblance of peace she had at knowing her son's disappearance wasn't random. But rather an orchestrated move by Fate and Destiny to temper a warrior fit to challenge and push their !@#$#% to greater heights.
Crack. Crack. Crack.
With every second that passed, the once vibrant world Sabrina adored became dull and meaningless as the thought of her son being dead seeped deeper into Sabrina's mind and heart.
Until she finally broke and slipped out of her chair onto the ground, as she lost sensation within her body.
"Sniff... Sniff... Sniff... James, is it possible our son is truly dead?" asked Sabrina with a crack in her voice as her once fragile heart shattered as she couldn't imagine seeing her son as a lifeless and dead corpse.
Leading to all the emotions she kept bottled up to pour out as tears fell from her eyes without end, like the majestic waterfalls within the Mountains of Sona.
"... sigh, it's hard to say, my love," replied James softly as he crouched down and held his wife tightly as she curled up into a ball in his embrace. "But even if that may be true, I have a feeling our son is still alive, and even if he wasn't, who is to say he can't crawl out of the Netherworld and return to the land of the living?"
"... let's hope that's true, James, or else you can kiss goodbye to your freedom from now," Sabina smiled.
"But aren't I already a slave to you, Mi amor?" grinned James as he placed a kiss on Sabrina's head and hugged her tighter while she just chuckled in response.
Sometime later...
"Thank you, Honey," whispered Sabrina as she managed to calm down and regain some vibrancy.
"You're welcome, and I'm glad to be of help," said James as he helped Sabrina up, before setting her back at the table, so they could finish the tea he had made along with the pastries baked earlier.
And with that, Sabrina and James returned to their usual selves, after James sacrificed the rest of his day doing what his wife loved, so that she wouldn't dwell on their son's situation.
***
Simultaneously, as Sabrina and Jame's relationship grew stronger, the Warden finally finished going through the release procedure with Rin...
"So how does it feel to be a freeman once again, kid?" asked the Warden as he, Rin, and a small squad of elite guards stood before the small mountain, which hid Iron City.
"A bit unreal, if I'm being honest," replied Rin as he released a breath of relief mixed with a semblance of regret.
"Why so?" The Warden asked curiously, since it didn't seem like Rin's escort would be here anytime soon.
"Because I would have never thought I'd like the quiet life of jail... but, with this change in pace, life just got a whole lot more annoying and troubling," said Rin with a sigh, even though it did nothing to hide the mischievous smile growing on his face.
"Well then, I wish you the best in your endeavors, Rin, and do stay cautious. For the world is changing, and if you don't grow quickly, it might just swallow you whole." The warden said as he and his guards returned to Iron City, just as Mrs. M came and brought Rin back to FB.