“He lacked something,” the old beast kept quiet for some seconds and turned to face Mike again.
“You missed your mother.” He widened Mike’s left eye and looked into it, “you need emotions.” He turned to the right eye again and did the same and spent more time viewing it.
“It seemed you want to be victorious with the sword.” He turned to the other beasts whose eyes were on him. They were eager to hear what the old beast had to say again.
“Let allow him to achieve his desires. He is already ours. The chances he achieves his desire, the more he is healthy for the harvest.” The crowd nodded and cheers. Some of them hit their left palms on the ground. He turned to Mike again,
“I will make you achieve your heart desires and…”
“How?” Mike interrupted. The beast smiled.
“I am the gardener,
