It was suddenly silent in the secret chamber. Michael and Rolan pondered what Mag said.
Mag was silent as well. He might know a little more than the other two, but he was currently unable to ascertain whether his judgment was right.
"If it's the former, then the Great Old Ones had caused the previous world to be completely destroyed, and there was a very long gap in the world's civilization before we developed to where we are once again," Michael said with a frown. "But can those things really live for so long?"
"If they are powerful enough to be able to destroy the world, I don't think it's very difficult for them to find some sort of method to go through this long period," Mag continued calmly. "Moreover, the different races are just like weeds to them. They are just weeding all of us out."
Michael opened his mouth, but was stumped for words. "Er… that's true."
