Drake looked at Moriah. "Nothing," he answered, his voice sounded as if it were in an extreme drought. "I just...wanted to rest for a bit."
Moriah stood in front of Drake, her face marked by concern. "Are you okay?" she questioned, worried.
Drake shook his head. "Yeah," he once again answered, willfully dropping down to his knees. "I'm just not feeling all that great..."
Moriah dropped down to the same level as Drake. She dropped down to her knees. "Maybe you've exhausted yourself," she tried suggesting the cause of Drake's affliction. "Is there anything I can do?"
Drake sighed in frustration. "Stop worrying for one," he said. "And go over to Zion's body and revive him."
Moriah shook her head. "I just really need to know you're okay." she said.
"I told you to stop worrying, you dork," he replied. "I'll be fine, honestly."
Moriah stood to her feet, looking down at the familiar black cloaked young man. "If you say so," she said. She turned to her attention back onto the body of Zion. She ran back over to Adrian, who stopped at the same place Moriah and him were at.
The young magic user returned to her place right beside the young Saradominist. Moriah turned her head from the statue on the right and then to the one on the left. "So, these statue are ACTUALLY guarding his body?" she curiously asked.
"Indeed," he answered. "But I think they will stand down considering you have the Tablet in your hands."
Moriah let out a questionable sigh, she began thinking to herself. Her mind surrounded by thoughts about the one thing Richard said before his life disappeared. "What did he mean?" she questioned herself.
Adrian turned his head over to Moriah, he was able to tell that Moriah was trying to find some kind of comprehension. But then one small thought in her mind suddenly expanded. Her eyes widened and her jaw hung slightly open. A light blub lit up in her head.
The end
is only
the beginning...
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