Prison Island
I listened to the advice of both elders. They were right. Since the Forbidden Wizards were moving around here, I should not take rash actions.
On the other hand, Hank was using his magic power for exploration. He found that the terrain of the prison island was almost uniform. If you went down deeper, you could reach the underground sea.
Just as he pushed his exploration further, he came across some rocks. The size and pattern of the stone intrigued him; it was cleanly cut on four sides. It was not natural, but the product of a magic spell.
Hank's breathing grew faster. It was immediately noticed by Lady Caitlin and then old man Rock. They turned toward him. They knew what kind of magic he possessed.
Their sudden reaction alerted me. I followed their gazes and saw Hank's reaction as well. He seemed to have discovered something.
