Tonirus led his guests across another portion of the castle. They crossed a small library, and this library didn't look too signifit, so they didn't even stop to look at it, or ask questions about its teher.

  They were led to a dining hall. It was big, with a sizable table along the middle, and plenty of chairs too. This hall was meant to house the entire sect from the looks of it!

  “Sit, please, I'll go a our Sect Master.” Tonirus said, and then walked out of the room.

  While he walked out, he snapped his fingers, and a bunch of silverware started floating in respohe silverware gently nded in front of Timothy, and Gustav, and the two of them were fairly amused by this light dispy of power.

  “You'd never guess that someone would use telekinesis for house chores,” He said, as it was very fun for him to see something other than bones float around for once. “Seems like a waste, though, right? They could be lifting houses and shit, but they lift spoons.”

  “I think they figured out their own equilibrium a long time ago. Let's not fet that they appear to be natives here, if not natives, they've been here for a long time. They have a castle to prove it.” Gustav added.

  Anyway, a bundle of roasted crickets floated on their ptes as well. It was refreshing to see crickets that weren't as tall as houses, these ones were barely bigger than Timothy's hands. The crickets looked edible too, so he took the risk, and took a bite out of one of them. He eve his bag of bolts aside, just to free his hands for the job.

  A bit of goo spshed into his mouth afterwards, and at first he was disgusted, but this liquid goo tasted amazing! It was warm, f, a somehow, it tasted like chocote ice cream too!

  “Oh god, that's the best thing I've tasted in a long while!” He grunted, and then he chewed on the rest of the cricket.

  Gustav wasn't a fan of is in general, he was especially disgusted by them if he had to put them in his mouth. However, he already broke plenty of protocol rules today, so he figured that eating a cricket would be the least of his problems whe bae. He was certain that no one would ask him if they ate crickets or not.

  “It’s pretty good,” He huffed, in joy.

  About five mier, they both wiped their ptes , and that was when another humaered the room, it was an old man, and he had enough white hair on his face to be sidered a super senior in human years. He was being followed by Tonirus, so he had to be the Sect Master.

  The master sat at the edge of the table, and theed the guests. He sounded like quite a gentleman so far, as even his greetings were exaggerated. His name was Urayas, surely aiame.

  “So you little fels mao kill a Giant Mantis, huh?” Urayas asked, and judging from his enthusiasm that fought against his old age, his question wasn't meant to be offensive.

  “Yes, we blew its arm sockets out. It appears to be its ot.” Gustav answered, he was formal.

  “Amazing!” The old master excimed, “Well, we're telekiic mages, you know, so we just crush their ans from afar, as this tends to work just as effitly as any fireball. Tonirus here tells me that you took its brain out too, that's smart, it's a very good bug repellent on top of other things, it keeps the critters away, it warns them to be wiser.”

  “So that's why we haven't seem a single bug for half a fug hour!?” Tim excimed, the realization made him feel excited.

  Despite his formality, the master burst out ughing in response! He was very amused, so Tim figured that they don't get many friendly visitors here.

  Anyway, after a few bad-forth versations, such as where the goblins were from, the master went into more important matters at the end. He went down to business.

  “We need skilled men, like you two, I'm not ashamed to admit it.” Master Urayas said, and then he specified. “Although I 't offer you a spot in our sect, on the t that her of you practice telekiic magic, I offer you a cooperative deal that should be us both. See, these is are being a menace, for both of our worlds, but we do something about it.”

  “I hardly doubt that you have trouble with them, on the t that you crush their hearts from the fort of your castle.” Gustav pointed out.

  Gustav was here to kill beetles, that was the duty that he had taken over himself. He wasn't so keen on taking responsibility over any other random tasks, he didn’t want to fight anyone else's battles.

  “Oh, not all of them are that easy to kill.” Master Urayas admitted, and then he expined. “In the past five years, a bunch of is have grown unexpinably bigger. Don't get me wrong, our universe, Purpureus Mundi, used to have big is ever si was created, but some of them have tripled in size, they don't even fit in our universe any more! They must be dealt with.”

  “So you want us to deal with them?” Timothy asked, as he was less formal, and could cut to the chase without fearing a soul. “Five me, master, but we just came here to kill a bunch of beetles, and we almost died dealing with a stupid mantis, so we're hardly the heroes you've been hoping to meet. What are we supposed to do? Go out there and kill a thirty-foot tall bumble bee?”

  “Well, we want you to hunt a couple of tipedes. One-hundred foot loipedes, to be exact. We’ve watered you, and fed you in our castle, so you must pay your respects to it. If you don't help us now, those tipedes could e crashing through our floor boards at any given sed, so you must uand the severity of the situation!” The other demanded.

  “I'm sorry, master, but there's no way in hell we're fighting a hundred-foot loipede.” Tim said, as this was one of the things that he could decide on firmly, it was something that he didn't want to explore.

  However, a sed ter, he felt his heart tightening all of a sudden. He felt as if he was going to have a heart attack after a few mere seds!

  Tim didn’t know what was going on, but theiced that the master was looking him in the eye, and had the most sinister grin on his face. He insisted, “You must help.”