Julio raised a brow,
"You've figured it out?"
Cain dusted his hands and turned towards an empty wall that still stood, albeit covered in cracks and holes.
'I think this will do...'
Then he turned to Julio,
"Maybe. I can't be so sure yet. But I do have an idea."
Julio glanced down at the stone piece arranged on the ground. Then he stood up.
Dusting his palms, we walked over to Cain, staring blankly at the wall,
"Then what did you figure out?"
Cain grinned,
"See things from their eyes. In that case; what possibly could be going on? Why did the moon suddenly turn into blood? Why does it siphon mana and vitality? What could possibly be happening?"
Cain frowned,
"And then it clicked. There could be only one possibility. Or maybe two..."
"Two?"
Cain nodded,
"From my understanding, the dead Celestials desire two things. To be reborn into the physical realm, and to expand their celestial territory to gather more Divinity."
