Neville nods, accepting Saetan's words without question. "Together, we can make them strong. And they won't rely on the presence of just one person any longer," he replies, tone both soft and respectful because of how Jaenelle was lost.

He can't help but notice Saetan's grief. If he knew him better, he might offer a comforting hug or touch, but alas, they're not that well acquainted.

"At the back of the Mansion, near my greenhouse, I've noticed another large grouping of rocks. That could be another anchor."