Since the pure undead and hero of gold had vanished into a realm of memories, a whole month had passed, both for the Emerald Realm, and for those who once again fled, nobody knew how time passed wherever the two mastodons had gone to, but so far, there were no signs of them whatsoever, and since then, the undeads in the Emerald Realm had not shown any signs of movement at all, which was simultaneously a very good thing, and rather worrying…
The two ancestors were overseeing the attempts at erecting a new life barrier, although most of those who had worked into creating the life barrier were now gone, they had left detailed instructions in how to build a new one, and this time, the two ancestors personally worked into making it, everyday that passed without an attack from the undeads, was a day the barrier would grow tougher, they also still had the buildings that emitted life mist as well, so they were at least guarded against small-scale attacks were they to occur.
