Malik watched the papers piling up over the table in the library. He scratched his head and tilted it backwards, sighing.
“Still no luck?” Michael peeked at him from behind a book aisle. “Are you angry?”
“I’m not.” Malik pattered the table. “However, something is bothering me.”
“What is it?”
“My flames stopped eating human flesh.”
Michael frowned. “Doesn’t that mean that... It’s happening again?”
“Not in the present, no,” Malik rubbed his temples. “I’m missing an episode.”
“We all do...” Michael’s gaze saddened. “After all, we too... We were... disconnected from the higher realms.”
Malik clenched his fists. “Yes.”
Michael pursed his lips. “Some of us even...”
“More importantly,” Malik pointed at a book. “Apparently, not all kings arrived at Earth at the same time.”
“Yes, since n
