"What is the riddle now?" Aldrin thought to himself, preparing to engage with the girl once more.
Her eyes snapped open, and she spoke with a solemn tone. "The final dance awaits you, the dance of fate's intertwine. Choose your steps wisely, lest you lose your time."
"That's not a usual riddle with a direct answer," Aldrin mused. "It seems more like a warning or advice."
After passing through two challenges, he was expecting the same thing to happen here. But the more he stared into the young girl and the scene of destruction behind her, he couldn't help but feel that something was different this time.
Shortly after, the clones returned and the Consciousness Link did its job again, easily pooling everything that his clones read and witnessed.
Finally, after trying to search for information about the Temporal Ghost in the form of the young girl, he found it.
