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He felt an inexplicable pull, as if something-or someone-was calling to him from the other side.noveldramaAn energy surged through him, awakening every nerve in his body. "Open the door, and you will receive answers to all your questions," he heard Enora say. When he stood motionless, Enora urged him, "Order it to open." "Ábrete," he commanded firmly, and to his surprise, the door swung open. A brilliant light spilled out, blinding everyone present and pushing them back slightly. As their eyes adjusted, they realized the door had closed again, but Alessandro was nowhere to be seen. "Where is Alessandro?" Abril asked, her voice tinged with worry as she scanned the room."He must be inside," Enora replied calmly. "You can only cross that door. Now we just have to wait for him to return." "He will be there," Abril insisted, though doubt crept into her heart. "If he never inherited it by entering, then you don't have to worry. This seems to be a safe place for him," Enora reassured her. Abril stared fixedly at the door, her mind racing. Despite Enora's calming presence, she couldn't quell the turmoil within her. "We will have to wait," Enora suggested."If you want, we can talk while we wait." "What do you want to discuss?" Abril asked, still not looking away from the door. "Just a little about you," Enora replied, settling down on the floor with her back against the wall. "I'd like to know more about you. You could even change your hair color, even if it's not red." "Why do you say that?" Abril asked, intrigued. "Because I changed mine. It was natural, but I didn't like looking so much like Sophia," Enora explained with a hint of regret. "I thought you would feel flattered if I resembled you," Abril said, a smile creeping onto her lips."It's the other way around. It reminds me that she is here," Enora replied, her tone shifting slightly. Abril turned the ring on her finger, and her hair transformed back to its original vibrant red. "It seems fitting, given your red hair," Enora remarked. "Did you use magic?" Abril asked, curiosity piqued. "Yes, I left Arkala and sold my destiny," Enora said, her expression growing serious. "But that's a story for another time." "I don't care about my father; I only know his cruel side. He probably hid in the dark, but when he died, he told me he loved me.That he always had," Abril confessed, her voice heavy with emotion. "Your father was always a bit soft-hearted, which is why he ended up in the dark," Enora replied. "That was the first time I heard something about him that wasn't evil, and I wanted to follow that path." "Do you know how to communicate with my father?" Abril asked, her heart racing. "Yes, if you want, I can tell you his story," Enora offered. "I don't have any memories of him, but I would like to hear about him," Abril said eagerly. "Your father, oh, it was more than twenty years ago in the forest on a warm day.We saw a young redhead fighting with all his strength to save his life. Several bandits were attacking him. They were human, and I wanted to ignore them, but Sophia was nowhere to be found. She threw herself into the fight like a lioness." "Apparently, my mother was very brave," Abril said, a hint of pride in her voice. "Yes, and very reckless. You take after her," Enora continued. "She protected that young man fiercely, confronting the assassins with a voice that commanded respect.'Leave him, you cowards!' she shouted." The assassins responded, "And who are you?" Sophia's contemptuous gaze swept over them. "It's my duty. If you don't want to die, then stand down." Enora, watching from a distance, raised her hands to see what her sister was up to. When the bandits lunged at Sophia, Enora sprang from the trees like a panther, attacking them from behind and swiftly taking them down. "What do you think you're doing, Sophia?" Enora called out. "It wasn't a fight; I hated ignoring her," Sophia replied, her focus still on the young man hiding behind her.When their eyes met, it was as if a lightning bolt had struck them, the attraction between them palpable. "Who is that boy?" Enora asked, curiosity piqued. "He's my inheritance!" Sophia exclaimed, her voice filled with urgency. The young man withdrew his hand, blood spilling from a wound in his abdomen. "I believe so," he murmured before fainting. Sophia pressed her hands to his side, applying pressure and using her magic to heal him. Enora watched, torn between admiration and concern. "What do you think you're doing, Sophia?" she asked, her voice rising in alarm. "I'm trying to save him!It's prohibited to show our power to humans, but-" "If you are destined to die, then what a death it will be," Enora interrupted. "What's the point of having so much power if you can't save the lives of those who need it?" Sophia retorted, her determination unwavering. Enora turned to her sister, urgency in her voice. "If you punish me for one life, then let me be punished. I don't care." Sophia ignored her sister's protests, focusing instead on the young man. "I need someone to blindfold my inheritance," she said, her voice steady."I can't do it, and you know you're here for support," Enora replied, frustration creeping into her tone. "If you were completely closed off from the wound, it would have been a big problem," she added. Enora removed a blue scarf tied around her waist and handed it to Sophia. "I can't believe you're accepting my help." "I help you because we have a better chance of escaping discovery and punishment," Enora said, her eyes fierce. "We can't afford to be caught."