"A group of Transformers," William paused, not knowing if this man really knew what Transformers even meant, "they are monsters which elongated their lives using special methods. They live in the bodies of statues, a group of thirty or something, used to live for thousands of years at the Scorching Lands fort. They are led by a wolf like statue Transformer. They got the ability to make more Transformers, like they are breeding or transforming them using special method."
"Interesting…" the old man paused before adding, "it seems you know how my ability works, quite interesting… However, you didn't give me any question to answer."
"My first question is about their current whereabouts," William paused, thinking deeply about this before adding, "I want to know their specific location right now, and how to reach there."
"A direct and simple question… Don't you want to know what they are doing right now? Or what they are planning to do in the future?"
"Well, if you can add all this up in the same deal then it's ok," William calmly smiled, "and if you can get me the way they make new Transformers, and their current locations then it'll be great."
"I'll see what I can do," the old man didn't promise anything. Instead, he started to take things out. Many bottles appeared on his desk, and William knew all of these were elixirs.
There were around twenty different coloured elixir bottles on that desk. And then the old man started to open their lids one by one. "Cheers," he said before gulping all of their content in succession, "give me half an hour. Hopefully I can get more than what you desire."
"Fingers crossed," William waited, and then the old man closed his eyes for a couple of minutes.
"You better retreat for a bit," the old man said, and William simply motioned for his people to retreat for a little. They stood just at the entrance of this place, and then the old man started to work.
The first thing that happened was for the dark gold spirit power to gush out from his body. There was a dense wave of dark gold power that surged out from that man's body, enveloping the entire place around.
If William and his little group were still inside, they'd have been engulfed inside this surge. Then the old man opened his eyes, and all William could see were two brightly shining blue stars.
The entire place inside started to change. The dark gold spirit power that filled the entire place started to swirl, form circles inside, all looked like little galaxies or something.
William knew this was the connection between this man and the cosmos. This kept going, while the old man kept sitting in his place, like this was all he needed to do.
But William knew he was now tapping through the cosmos grand library, getting access to anything related to the Transformers William spoke about.
Half an hour had already passed, and yet the old man didn't show any sign of stopping what he was doing. Seeing this made the other three with William frown.
"Didn't he say he'd take half an hour?" Lina from the side complained. And William just shook his head.
"His spirit ability is really hard to predict and control. Hopefully he won't die inside or meet something that he shouldn't stir."
"Can that happen!!" The other three turned to William as if they just heard something bizarre. And William simply nodded.
"That's the risk this old man has to endure every single time he uses his spirit," William was well aware of this spirit, as this was the spirit of his master, "and at many occasions, returning back with answers will have much bitter cost to pay if the question is about something aligned with fate and greater universe powers."
"Tsk! You kept speaking about weird things, just like those monsters you mentioned in there. You even said our Scorching Lands fort. Do they really exist there?"
"They were living there once," William didn't give Ibra any confirmative answer, "and that's why we need to know if they were still there or not."
"And if they were?" Smith asked, "will we fight them?"
"We have to," William wanted to fight them for many times during the past five years. He got his guild, his Black Tails team, Panther, and lots of scary spirit masters on his side.
Five years ago, they got scared of him, burnt down all bridges within the fort. They lost most if not all of their dirty followers there, all the monsters and dark masters on their side.
And that meant they were all alone.
He got an army on his side, and they got nothing. And that was the perfect moment to hit any enemy like them. Giving them time to recuperate and amend the things William broke would be a grave mistake. And that was the main reason behind William's obsession and urge to find them.
"Cough! Cough!"
Just as the four of them were speaking, the old man suddenly coughed blood twice. Then he cancelled his spirit, forcibly cancelling it, while his face was looking white like a paper.
He was luckily sitting on his seat. And so, he didn't fall to the ground when that happened. Seeing the scary spirit power receding fast and that old man suffering an injury, everyone looked at William who simply motioned for them to step in.
He tagged along, with a dark look over his face. He guessed something, and that was bad news actually. When he arrived there, he saw a symbol shining on the forehead of this old man, something that wasn't there before.
It was like a little star, a sun mark that appeared on his forehead. And seeing this mark brought many memories back to William, even to the extent of making him pause momentarily in his tracks. He knew what he guessed before was true.
But others went to help the old man, even offering him healing potions that he refused by the wave of his hand.
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