Winds began to blow on this island and not ordinary winds either but those of change. What was changing some observers might ask? That was simple, what was changing was the ownership of this part of the planet earth. It would no longer be owned by the Anrufe but merely by Order when Robert Zakalia finished his work. He took out a statue small and shaped like Order. He placed said statue facing the mainland. By three days from now the magical signature of the Anrufe would be completely absorbed into the statue.
"This will work. " said Robert as he silently teleported away taking care to supress his magical signature, but not that of the statue Order had given him.
