"Where are we going?" Prince asked Machiavelli.
They were darting through the jungle towards the center of the island.
"He is not killable" Machieveli said. "But he is sealable, we can seal his spirit into something."
Letting out a deep sight, Macheivelli turned to Prince in Candor.
"I was a fool to seal him in a snake, I should have known that at one point or another he would come into contact with a human, this time I will not be as forgiving."
The pair finally arrived arrived at the center of the jungle, where once again, Prince came upon a snake shaped shrine.
"This is the same shrine as above!" Prince gasped.
"Correct, this is the original, the other was produced by magic, we are now hundreds of years in the past"
"I see, what is it that we have gained by traveling here?" Prince asked, he turned to his left to make sure Ying was still on his shoulder. Quiet as ever she lay fast asleep.
