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said Mantra. “Because after what they’ve done, they have
a right to know of course.”
     
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    “We know our way down here, cause we’ve been
along a hundred times now.” Qyro told Ion, who was walking along
with the two others as they made their way down the thick green
forest.
     
    Ion felt lost as he looked about him, at the
trees and greenery drenching the place all around. It was hard to
believe that anybody could find their way down this wild forest.
“Do you? That’s gotta be an achievement.”
     
    “If you stay long enough with us, you will
too.” said Vestra. “It’s actually not all trees and grass once
you’re familiarised with it.”
     
    Both of their cruisers had landed at two
different planets. And from there, after contacting each other,
they had taken another round of public transport to a planet
closeby in the outer spectrum. After re uniting there, they had
made this final space jump here. To the forest planet Farnor, where
the Nyon were hiding. This was a planet cut off from all public
transport routes, making it even more secluded than most the
planets in the outer spectrum. The three of them had hired a random
hover car taxi driver, whom they had payed to take them through
this short space jump to this planet. Having arrived here, they
were now making their way to the temple, led by Vestra and
Qyro.
     
    They were walking for almost ten minutes
now, and Ion was relieved to be rid of those thick furcoats which
they’d been forced to wear as mild shields to their mystical energy
auras.
     
    “When the Nyon arrived here, they placed a
load of mystical spells as shields to the planet.” Qyro explained,
as they walked on. “These shields are meant to capture the aura of
non mystics, in case any of them came near here. The masters’ll be
alerted immediately.”
     
    “Is this anti Naxim security?” asked
Ion.
     
    “Of course it is.” answered Vestra. “We
can’t get enough of those, can we?”
     
    “Wait…” Ion said slowly. “Did you just say,
‘ when the Nyon arrived here…’?”
     
    “The brotherhood’s had to re locate about a
hundred times since the past eight thousand years.” illuminated
Vestra. “Either because of being discovered, or for fear of it. But
the Naxim’s still hot on the hunt for us.” She sighed. “We’re lucky
to have made it this far, as a matter of fact.”
     
    “The temple that you’re about to see is a
structure that’s endured for eight thousand years.” said Qyro with
a silent awe in his tone.
     
    Ion gaped at him. “That’s impossible.”
     
    “We thought so too.” said Qyro.
     
    “But it isn’t.” Vestra shook her head. “The
Nyon temple was made more than eight thousand years back by the
founders of our brotherhood. And they rose the building and sealed
it with mystical spells that gave it an untarnishable built like
nothing seen before.”
     
    “Yup,” said Qyro, pushing away a tree bark
that stuck out before him as he walked on. “The Nyon temple has
stood for eight thousand years.”
     
    “But you said they re located a hundred
times.” pointed out Ion. “so every time they moved … they took the
temple with them? Like some kind of moveable trailer?”
     
    “The temple is a non grounded structure.”
said Vestra.
     
    “Non grounded?” asked Ion, bending to avoid
a branch twisting out from a thick, large tree by his right.
     
    “The building can be detached from the floor
of the earth and taken elsewhere.” clarified Vestra. “The masters
move the structure with spells that the original, olden members of
the brotherhood knew of.”
     
    “But the olden members were here eight
thousand years ago -”
     
    “We’re almost there, now.” cut across Qyro,
pointing to a large clearing in the middle of the vast green field.
Ion peered into the end of the canopy they were heading towards,
into the clearing.
     
    It was empty.
     
    “Where is it?”
     
    “It’ll be there, don’t