"How do I find these cores?"
Elderish stared at Atticus silently for a few seconds before speaking.
"That's the tricky part. I can give you an artifact that will alert you, but it can only activate when you're close to a core."
Atticus's gaze narrowed as his mind replayed the images of the small glowing orbs.
"How am I supposed to find them with just that? In case you've forgotten, they're small orbs compared to an entire planet,"
Elderish shook his head. "I understand your frustration, but this is, unfortunately, the best I can do. While I am all-powerful in this space, I have no influence beyond it. However," he added, "fortune must be on our side, as I can give you one hint."
Elderish suddenly pointed straight to Atticus's chest.
"You already have one of the 19 cores."
Atticus froze.
'What?…' He was baffled.
"I do?"
He glanced down at his body and simultaneously searched inwardly, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't find or sense anything unusual.
"I can't feel anything," he admitted.
"Of course you can't," Elderish explained. "The core is a part of you. It is what gives you your abilities, the strength to command elements, the capacity to endure such trials, and your heightened connection to mana. It's embedded deep within your very being."
Atticus's expression darkened as his thoughts churned. Elderish's explanation caused two unsettling thoughts to take root in his mind.
The first: 'The cores aren't just objects, they're inside people. Or worse, they might actually be people.'
The second: 'The cores are likely within the apexes of each race. If I have one core, it makes sense that the other apexes do too.'
'Smart analysis,' Ozeroth commented, his tone unusually serious. 'I also believe that's the case. Looks like the being who sent you all here really wants you to kill each other.'
Atticus couldn't agree more. He had wondered how the being intended to force them into conflict, but now it all made sense.
"Do I have to kill the person anytime I find a core?" Atticus asked in a serious tone.
Elderish stared at him in silence for a moment, as though weighing his response.
"Do you want another way?" he asked finally, his tone probing.
Atticus nodded.
"Interesting," Elderish murmured, looking at Atticus with intrigue. "Are you sure? It'll be dangerous. Life-threatening, even, for both you and the core holder."
Atticus frowned. He didn't like the sound of that, but he still nodded. It wouldn't hurt to learn about this alternative first and decide from there.
Elderish gave a small nod before suddenly placing his thumb on Atticus's forehead. His eyes glowed with an intense golden light, and in the next instant, Atticus felt a surge of information streaming into his mind.
The transfer lasted only a moment, but it was enough to leave Atticus staggering backward, his hands clutching his head as he tried to regain his bearings.
"Use it wisely," Elderish warned.
Atticus took a few seconds to organize the stream of information now imprinted in his mind. 'Hmm,' he pondered. There was a way, but just as Elderish had said, it was incredibly dangerous.
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