Guinevere was performing a cleansing and purification ritual on the mainland, just as she had done on Fox Island when she felt a sudden wave of uncontrollable anxiety. One hand clutched her chest as if in pain, though she wasn't physically hurt.
"My lady, is something troubling you?"
Guin looked at one of the Beast Kings kneeling before her. She couldn't understand the source of her anxiety. Was something wrong with Jerome? Though she longed to return to him, she knew she couldn't until the world was restored to its former state.
After months of effort, the proud Beast Kings had finally set aside their differences and agreed to work together to bring the land to its former glory.
