Avery was startled as he heard his cell opening, and a guard stepped inside, saying he was free to go. He sighed in relief and left the dungeon, feeling a bit groggy and weak. Nevertheless, he was glad to be out before he fell into an even worse condition. Before he freshened himself up, Avery quietly approached Saphira's room, not wanting to catch her in the middle of something as he hesitantly knocked on her door. Meanwhile, he was holding the golden rose he found tightly in his left hand, the golden thorns not sharp enough to prick.