"What the hell...? What the hell is going on here...? Why are they here and why do they look so bad...?" Wain uttered with wide eyes as his gaze drifted to the Nameless King. He knew they couldn't see him, but he still wanted answers to his questions as soon as possible.
Nameless King stared ahead for a while before with a slight sigh he said, "Damn... Isn't their condition worse than mine?" Nameless King stared at the Abyss Artist with a questioning look.
Abyss Artist quickly glanced at the six, then looked directly into Nameless King's eyes, "Their condition is stable. They too will die soon, as will I, but only if we don't find a way to get rid of the power of the ruler of the Arkan World."
He continued, "However, your situation is different. We won't die until a few years from now, during which time I will most likely find a way to cure us, but you... You have a few days left."
