"Solomon?" After his initial shock, Arthur simply sighed. He had already accepted that his fate was intertwined with this person. However, the question was how. He looked at the shard in his hand as he remembered the last request by the man.
'If this is the same Solomon I met in the trial, then I must give him this shard. The only reason he helped me at that time was that I looked like someone he knew.'
'I thought he was mistaken,' Arthur stood up and teleported toward the roof of the fortress. 'But there's no doubt about it now. The reason Solomon helped me is that he met me before. It was never a question of who or where, but when.'
The dawn broke through the horizon as the monsters and wildlife woke up from their slumbers. As he stood there watching the light seep through the mountains, Arthur had a million questions in his mind.
