The old man stretched out his finger as his wrinkled face turned solemn, "Boy, remember that you are talking to the Great Soul King, Garvin Woller. I don't care if you're cautious against me because I don't have a lot of time left. I only want you to promise me two things..."
Davis returned his solemn look with his own. He wanted to ask what would happen if he were to disagree but kept his mouth shut.
Besides, Soul King? How was he supposed to know what it was other than sounding grand?
"First, I want you to take revenge for me..." The old man paused a moment before muttering, "When you are strong enough..."
"Second, I want you to see if my descendants are still alive, safe and sound. If they are, then hand them this..." The old man threw a Spatial Ring to Davis.
Davis didn't try to catch it, so it fell on the ground making some noise in the dimly lit room.
