Adam's eyes went wide, his pupils fluttering in an attempt to grasp reality. Lone Blaze's words rolled through his mind time after time.
'One thousand years...?' he thought.
Other than that, he had real values in percentages. All he had to do was do the math and come up with the same number - one thousand years.
"Wait..."
Adam touched his forehead, mumbling something.
"It's true... One thousand years. No, it can't be. That's too long, even if I had ten lives I'd hardly have enough."
Then, he stopped an idea coming to him. He turned sharply to Lone Blaze wanting to tell her his guess.
"The Second Key, I just need the energy to fill it, right? In that case, crystals, genes, essences, artifacts, and any other resources from the Dead Lands should help me, right?"
Lone Blaze stared at the hundreds of floating stars for a while as if trying to figure out their positions, after that, she nodded deeply.
