''What gives theke its energy and motion is the energy source, and the
difference between source and output lies in its special aura. That aura is simr to the mouth of a spring or fountain-slow, steady, and never-ending.''
Wilbur''s eyes flew open at once. "Slow, steady, and never-ending!"
Wilbur understood then that the source of a formation was the part of it that had the most vigor. Despite there being multiple dimensions spinning in front of him, Wilbur could distinctly feel each of the golden auras.
It was not long before Wilbur found the strongest stripes, and he leaped out. Fine golden lines appeared in front of him like threads of a web as Wilbur dodged them left and right, finallying up to the aura he had chosen.
The next second, Wilbur swung the thunder cleaver down. The golden aura shattered with a loud crack, disappearing into a cloud of shimmering dust as the view before Wilbur began to melt away. It was not long before he returned to Rindo Mine once more and could recognize his surroundings again.
Wilbur let out a long breath, looking around him before heading further into the cave. Despite having broken the formation just now, Wilbur was unsure how many formations there were in the cave and decided to look around in case there were others.
It was not long before Wilbur reached the end of the cave''s depths, but he saw nothing out of the ordinary. This meant that there was only one formation in the cave, and it had been broken just now, so there was no more danger.
Wilbur walked along as he dialed Beverly''s number.
"Hello, Deacon Penn. Is there anything else I can help you with?"
"Not for now, Beverly. I''ve taken care of everything here and killed that winged dragon."
"Okay, got it."
Wilbur made his way to the cave entrance. He could hear people''s voices there, so he waited for a while before charging out and disappearing into the night.
Wilbur had never been a fan of big crowds and decided to leave since he had settled things at the Rindo Mine.
La called him on his way back.
"Hi, La. How are things?" Wilbur asked.
"Everything''s been handled, sir. Moda''s military has demolished Fawkes'' production facility for the Satan Robot. Oh, and they also found Professor Dickens in a secretb. He was already dead, though. He died from being shot in the chest by a machine gun."
Wilbur nodded. "Very well. All the people behind the Satan Robot are dead, and I''ve destroyed the blueprints as well. I guess this can alle to an end now."