“We soon arrived back at the village with all the goods. The villagers stopped with what they did and surrounded us in delight. The humans hid behind us in worry as they shook in their boots.

‘Welcome back.’ A younger Orso Looba greeted excitedly. He looked up, saw the other humans, and stepped back, and winced. ‘Who, what are those?’

‘I’m not sure. All I know is that they’re travelers from another world. Just be nice, ok?’ I informed them.

‘How do we know if we should trust them or not?’

‘What, should I just leave them there?’

‘I don’t know...’

‘Come on, everyone, let us prepare a welcome party for our new guests.’ I told the other villagers.

“Everyone got excited, except for the younger bear from before, who didn’t seem to like or trust the unknown people from another world. Said bear was my only son, Cedric.

.-.-.-.

“In the dining room, the chefs and brewers helped prepare a big feast for the new guests of honor. The meals showed up to be different variants of berries and fish we had from the hunt, Berry Salad, Berry Punch, Berry Soup, Berry Taffy, and even Fish Fingers, etc.

‘I didn’t know you could find so many varieties of pure berries.’ A human said, slack-jawed.

‘We always do so.’ I recalled.

‘I see, thanks.’ After eating their meals, they sighed happily. ‘This was exquisite.’

‘Glad you enjoyed it.’

‘I have, to be honest, I don’t think we deserve this...’

‘Yeah, no kidding...’ Cedric muttered.

‘Son, what’s gotten into you?’ I asked.

‘Why do they get to go first? Is it because they’re special guests?’

‘Look, I—’

‘Why must you focus on these cretins even though you just met them? That’s insane! Some King you turned out to be, I’d probably make a better one than you!’

“I was speechless. How could Cedric say such a thing? They didn't cause the commotion.

‘We should leave.’

‘Wait,’ I interjected. ‘We were thinking of showing you around and—'

‘Thanks for the hospitality, but we should probably get going. Not everyone is welcoming of our presence.’ He said as his group got ready to leave.”

.-.-.-.

Maggie was not impressed with what happened so far, while Ruth seemed genuinely upset.

“Wow, my father was this selfish...?” Ruth murmured.

“I’m not digging this.” Maggie groaned, lifting her hand over the orb. “I’m going to skip around some bits and pieces of—”

“No wait, we might miss out on some crucial stuff!”

“All right, fine, just a little longer...”

The two came across another visionary screen containing the humans walking off outside in the unknown parts of the lands with their heads hung low.

,-,-,-,

“‘Hey, Henry, where are we going to go?’ One asked.

‘I’m not sure Steve,’ Another replied. ‘But we better find a place to stay, or we might risk getting in danger.’

‘Um, what about that?’

“A guy pointed as the group looked to see a gray Kritocephalorex stand and look down on them. Their bodies sweat as they could feel and hear their hearts beat rapidly in the dinosaur's face. Nobody was sure what to do, run, provoke, or do something else?

‘No, wait, don’t provoke it!’ I shouted. ‘Hold your ground!’

“The group of humans did what I told them and stood their ground. The Kritocephalorex then walked away, leaving the others to sigh in relief.

‘Thanks for the help,’ The humans said. ‘But why are you here, Mr. Bear?’

‘I realize that I can’t leave you here in the dark. I’m worried about—'

‘We appreciate your concern, but we can handle this.’ Henry said.

‘Look, I’m sorry about what my son said, at least let me make it up to you.’ I informed him.

‘But how?’ Steve questioned.

‘Promise me you’ll keep it a secret?’ I asked.

‘Sure.’ Henry and Steve replied.

“I, Cornelius, had the group follow me to one of our super unique secret caves: The Fathomed Hallows.

“Inside, my team would operate in the caves. Some other stuff inside were minerals and crystals of the sort. I figured the least I could do was show them a place where they could get a good night’s rest for the time being.

“The aura and atmosphere were warm and soothing. And the humans found some fresh and soft spots to sleep. They also had bags on their backs, likely the food and supplies that they’ve had.