The winds were generous, and Lora arrived at her destination within a day and a half. Her shoulder still ached, but she ignored her pain and thought of how to deal her revenge unto the inhabitants of the isle. She did not know yet what she would find there, nor how many people she would have to face. She docked the ship, and jumped onto land. Ahead of her she could see tens of sweet rabbits, though they were still far away. Yet they hurried towards her, and she soon realised to her horror that the rabbits were abominations, and they attacked her.
Lora did not want to harm those creatures; although she was from Yew, Compassion still pricked her conscience. Yet she had to defend herself. The rabbits, which were the front half of a rabbit stuck to the front half of another, writhed towards her and leapt at her to bite her flesh off. They were clearly bloodthirsty. Lora drew her Mystic Sword and swung it around as tens of abominations leapt at her. Blood flew everywhere, as she waved her sword at the rabbits, yet they were too many and some managed to bite her. Their long teeth dug deep into her flesh, causing terrible wounds. But soon she had finished with them, and she killed the last of them.
The ground was no longer green; it had now taken a strong shade of crimson, and was being nourished by the blood Lora was losing. She sat down to rest, and proceeded to tear strips of cloth from her long skirt and bandage her many wounds with them. After some time, she saw a man walk out of the castle ahead of her, and drew her sword, walking towards him in a tired but determined fashion. Lora was sure he was part of the group that stole the missing Mystics, and went over to him.
Reaching the man, she pointed the sword to his unsuspecting neck, and yelled at him. "Give me my weapons and armour!" she yelled, pressing the tip of her sword against his neck.
"What art thou talking about?" the weird man asked.
Lora threw down her sword and put her hands at his neck. "The Mystics! Give them back, thief!"
"What... Mystics? I don't have any Mystics! Weren't they lost?" Although Lora was nearly killing him, the man looked quite calm.
"Don't act stupid! I know that..."
"I'm not stupid! I'm maaaaaad!" the strange man shouted with a most wierd laugh.
"Thy name, fool, so I may know who I will have killed!" Lora was so enraged that she seemed like she was going to really kill him.
"I am Sutek the Mad! Hahaha!" he laughed, "What makes thee think I have thy things?"
Lora showed Sutek the letter she had found on the bandit's body. His eyes lit as he read the note. "How couldst thou fall for this!" he told her, with a serious tone finally, "I know of this Jengar! This letter is a farce to keep thee away from him! Jengar is the leader of a powerful organisation of criminals, and I heard he lives in a cave under Spiritwood." Lora took her hands off him, and sulked. She did not know if to believe him, but decided that probably Sutek was right. She boarded her ship and went in the direction of Skara Brae, to ask where the cave may be.