The hillside was crowded with hundreds of graves, belonging to disciples of Monington's disciples who either failed at their tribulation, lost control of their powers, or met untimely deaths in accidents.
There may have been more in the past, but over the years, they have all leveled out. Of course, none of this mattered.
What stood out was a new grave at the very front of this burial ground, the most prominent spot. On it was an inscription that read, "Tomb of the Honored Teacher, Monington's Saint Master Adalyn Crawford".
"Saint Master Adalyn!" When Elena saw this, she couldn't contain her emotions. She quickly rushed over, knelt in front of the grave, and wept uncontrollably.
Remus listened to her crying as he trembled, not out of sympathy but because his guess back in Ryunington was correct. Wilda indeed brought Adalyn's body to this place.
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