Ad aspera

The elf successfully returns to his room.

The window quietly opened and closed in the night, and only another bark from the dogs in the yard reminded Duncaniell that he still existed, and hadn't disappeared from this world. However, his head was empty, and only now did it reluctantly begin to fill with fragments of thoughts, although their crude reality made him want to return to his previous state. A lot of money was spent today, but there was no result; maybe it doesn't even exist in the city, just like his family. Has this elf become more cunning, and does he want to torment Duncaniell further? Or did Knud completely misunderstand the situation, and there is no one left for him to save?
After wandering around the city, and after the noisy tavern, the elf felt a growing anger, and, frankly, he might have killed someone on the way back if all his rage hadn't been gathered in one source, like a well where water flows from all around.
Knud's appearance, as well as his physique, were gradually being restored by magic – the follower of Tenebris didn't need candlelight to carry out his plan in front of some kind of mirror found in the room. After that, the elf still lay down to restore at least some of his strength before tomorrow's work.
I can wait for the others, as long as they live until tomorrow, or I can skip. If nothing particularly noteworthy happens during the work, and no interesting conversations are overheard, then I can skip straight to the next weekend.