On the same night Alistair concluded his research, Eltic roamed the silent streets, venturing into the land of secrets. He sought the individuals who held long-forgotten knowledge.
However, finding them proved difficult — an impossible task, one could say. Eltic searched left and right, in corners and alleys. But these elusive figures had deliberately wiped any traces, hiding in plain sight.
In this perilous world, having too much knowledge was dangerous. Death ripped those who knew.
Therefore, even after gruesome hours of probing, a hint failed to emerge. Emotions started rioting; an eye twitched from time to time.
"Where?" Eltic muttered, his fingers trembling from fatigue. As the edifices blurred before weary eyes, the already challenging mission turned even more nightmarish.
"Where… Where in the world did those flimsy monkeys vanish?" Eltic's cry echoed through the streets.
