Four living forces move between the islands:

The True Dragons, whose wings are strong enough to fend off any small island in their path.

The True Rocc, giant birds that have every foot of land on their feet is just another part of them.

The Island eater, whose appetite for the Islands is like the giant mouth capable of swallowing a small island in its entirety.

And the Dryadons, flying cyclops snakes as fast as the wind.

And I, meanwhile stuck, trying to figure out how to open a small metal ball like the palm of my arm. I wish I was as strong as they are.

"Have you tried using a concentrated mana flow?" Asked one of them.

"That was one of the first attempts" I replied to him, lying on one of the chairs that were in the office, while some of them tried to put the ball into a container full of blue liquid. Qiqi came in and handed me tea before she left.

"Okay, everything we tried, from cracking with crushing tools that were meant for adamantium mining, to concentrating point mana at presumed points as points of weakness, to scattering fried powder on the ball, proved to be useless."

"It's not true" I replied: "Everything we have tried, just proves it is built differently from anything we know. Such a thing for the future can prove to be the best way to protect itself from the outside, maybe from dragons" I tried to think of a reason why without revealing the reason The real thing: find out what he is hiding and give an answer on how to solve this big problem that has been moving me for days.

"Still, nothing we tried worked out even slightly." He began to despair as he motioned for the rest to take the ball out of the container, and except for something wet, nothing unusual appeared. After they put it in the dryer, they started using platinum and brimstone alloy saws, whose heat was only allowed through protective suits. They began to try to gently see the ball from a distance.

"What are you trying to do there?" Asked one of them

"If cold does not work, then heat" replied one of the suits while he continued to see the ball, then a sound was heard and with it, the saw broke.

"So it didn't work either" one of them took off the suit cover, and they went back to the drawings.

"I guess we need another way to open it instead of forcibly" I replied to them.

"How else do you think we can open it?"

"Is there anything you discovered?"

"There are microscopic holes that we discovered at certain points. I guess these are very small cable entry holes."

"Like a lock" replied something else standing aside, trying to explore a way to navigate between islands, without success.

"And what do you have an idea about?" I asked him

"I guess we can let the Mantis solve this problem," he replied

"Mantis ?! This is the last thing we need" one of the team members replied: "They only know what robots are and how to build them! They no longer play with the mana currents or any magic in their hands" replied another

"Do not underestimate them, some of the things they helped us like building the teleportation gates. They may not know how to use magic like us, but their knowledge is unique enough" I replied to them, and then one of them burst out saying:

"Their knowledge is good enough to anger the dragons" one of them joked, while everyone else joined him.

"It's not nice to talk like that about a member of the federation" Qiqi just went in to collect the glass I drank from: "They are a very important part, their knowledge of magical physics is a very important basis for any thaumaturgist knows about it. And they are the ones who invented the theory" I was very impressed by her knowledge, Even though she's just a secretary. And that was enough to silence them and no one said a word. Maybe except for one more who just took off her suit:

"I think she's right, if we want to get to the bottom of things, we need to get there, and close this story" she got up and put the suit aside and went to pick up the rest of the suits in some of her arms. Then I hear from her in a whisper:

"And we can prove they don't know how to do that either" and a fuss while the rest burst out laughing, leaving only Qiqi annoyed.

"I guess we need tools that only they have" I replied as I made the metal ball hover towards me in the middle of the levitation plate, and it landed straight on the table. After a short breath, I called on everyone to concentrate. I felt that time was just running out. We need to think without the ball about a way to restore the mana currents and perhaps surpass the cause or source.

"Okay, listen!" I turned to everyone: "I think we should split into 2 groups for everyone available now: one group will continue to investigate the downpour while the other group will try to contact Mantodea's science department and hear about their idea" Everyone started discussing who would go with whom. I will take the mission to Mantodea while my deputies will take command of the second group.

I went to pick up the radio receiver and tried to call the president, who would help me contact Mantodea, but no one answered. "I think I'll do this the long way" I thought to myself as I walked out of the room, straight into the hallways.

"Sir" I heard Qiqi in the distance approaching me: "Where are you going?"

"I think I'll go to the capital to try to settle things there" I replied to her and then something occurred to me:

"You can try to contact Mantodea's science department. If you happen to succeed, can you contact me immediately or set a date at some point? I'm pretty free right now" Free to try and clear issues.

"I'm problems, I hope it passes you easily" she replied without delay and walked into the corridors. I quickly made my way to one of the nearest teleportation gates and tried to catch a group heading there like me. But all I see is a long line there.

"What happened there?" I asked the one standing in front of me, a yellow dragon folk twice as big as me, he turned around and saw me:

"They just recently repaired the gate, I've been waiting there for half an hour"

"Why was the gate broken? I had not heard of such a thing in a long time"

"I guess there was an accident, but it's already over and I guess we can move soon."

"If you say so" I answered him and said thank you

"Just waiting. Just waiting" I stood restrained as the line shortened for him slowly.

At the same time, a group of dragon folk on the island of Regalis ultima managed to reach a strange collection of fossils they had not encountered before. They called it a great titan, made up of varied and different bones as if they had assembled it by hand and by magic. He approached there and in one hand began to feel the fossils, but had no answer.

"I guess it's something completely new," replied the Titan very slowly, who was so similar to the Lavawalker that his race was given a Fossilswalker because his body was made up entirely of bones:

"Bring them to a more advanced analysis on them" they answered him in the affirmative as they continued to encounter something surprising: a specially preserved metal plate in which unidentified markers were engraved, and also brought to the Titan, while he tried to look through a magnifying glass at the fossils. He was intrigued by the board, and began to bring a book with a sign translation:

"These plates describe a creature that stood on two, defenseless and unable to do anything but build" he tried to translate the scripture, but the process of translation according to his expression, will take longer. In one case they managed to assemble some of the fossil bones into a fairly consistent shape, and with it, they were able to assemble part of the arm, back, and skull, which seemed to have been smashed. One of the dragon folks started looking around:

"Doesn't that remind me of someone like them?" He turned the Fossilswalker's attention to the assembled fossil he had created, and after a glance, he replied:

"Yes, it reminds us of the Crestlings, a race that goes on two, unable to create any magic and lacking protection for their bodies."

"Is it not the race that rules the kingdom of Arcimea?"

"Indeed, these are"

"How ancient are these fossils?"

"We are still trying to explore, but the soil we take from shows no trace of the source it was created on."

"Carbon dating?"

"There is nothing but stone, even in extraction and restoration we are not able to know what they are" the titan hissed as he summoned the others to collect the fossil, and tried to keep translating, but one of them interrupted him:

"What would you call them?"

"Good question, it's a fossil we have not seen before, and since we are the ones who have the right to call them, why don't you invent a name for it?"

"No no, we cannot invent a name for him. You are after all, maybe you will invent a name from the plates you translate?" He replied.

The Titan continued to translate, but the words in his eyes were so small to its size that he began to ask another group of tiny furry creatures - the Mousekin to help him translate, and after consultation, they left with the plaque, and the Titan continued to look at the fossils they found:

"Before what is written, there are many words that have been erased" he referred to the one who composed one of the fossils.

"And there are words that repeat themselves?"

"Yes, there is one word that repeats itself, and I'm important I know what to call it: Hum0ns"