"Can you really close the Boundary Rift?" The middle-aged man showed little excitement as he spoke. "The old Clan Chief once said that your arrival would bring my clan release."
"The seal has been lifted. Why are you still..." Blackheart Elder stared at the middle-aged man before him, utterly bewildered. He could tell for certain that this was a real person, alive and breathing!
"The seal being lifted only means that my people have lost the ability to live forever. The years have returned to us, and my clan has regained a normal lifespan. We grow old, and we die!" The middle-aged man showed little sadness as he spoke, as though the passage of endless years had stripped him of his attachment to life.
"The old Clan Chief asked me to tell you the history of the Seal-Guarding Clan. He hopes that even if my clan vanishes into the river of time, someone will remember us! He said this is another kind of 'eternal life'!" The middle-aged man looked at Dabai and spoke calmly. Then he took out a scroll of beast hide and handed it to him.
"This is the history of my clan! I ask that you take it outside and tell the people of the world about us. My clan guarded the seal for ten thousand years to protect the peace of the human realm, yet the people of the world have long since forgotten us. Now, it is time for them to learn that my clan existed and to sing of our merits."
Hearing the emotion in the middle-aged man's words, Dabai furrowed his brow. After a brief pause, he nodded and agreed. What the man said sounded like a final testament.
"This is the ancestral home of my clan. Ten thousand years ago, the Boundary