On the screen that appeared before them was a floating castle. The castle was enclosed in a giant bubble of some sort, making it appear very mysterious.
Orion's eyes widened when he saw it.
The scene soon changed, showing three kids, about eighteen years old, training in the garden. One was using lightning bolts, shaping them into different forms, while the other two were teleporting here and there, with one of the two also trying to create a sword out of space and void.
They were all happily training when one of them suddenly stopped. It was the kid practicing different forms of teleportation. He paused and looked down at the ground for a moment before spreading his hands toward the other two.
The other two figures were immediately drawn to his hands as he held them by their necks.
"Ron! What are you doing?" Famir shouted, feeling the grip on his neck tighten.
"Have you gone mad or what?" Ryfin also shouted angrily.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!