After checking nobody was in the immediate surrounding, we moved from our hiding spot. A few minutes later, we reached the contained tornado and the only thing that survived the encounter with it. The silver block artifact; had survived. Though not fully, as it had also turned back and its strings had turned back, but didn't break and they were still holding the crystals. When the Grimms threw it away; it didn't throw it toward the twister, but opposite direction. "The very few artifacts of this level would survive, what it had gone through," Ragas commented as it looked at it. "Are those crystal safe?" I asked, and he looked at me with a smile. "No, they are extremely dangerous. If you touch them, you will also turn to ashes," he replied, looking at me with a smile. "It is not a crystal that killed it, but something from the tornado," I said and a surprise couldn't but appear in his eyes for a fraction of seconds. He is not the only one who saw things; I have also seen it when my clone started to look at the footage, frame by frame. I could already guess what had happened but will need to look more thoroughly to back my conclusion. "So, can I take the crystal?" I asked, rephrasing my earlier question. "You can, with my help," he said with a grin, and the blue bands it was wearing in his hands melted and formed delicate-looking gloves on his hands. He walked toward the crystal and picked two of them with his hands before placing them in a brown metallic box that appeared in front of him. One by one, he collected all the twelve crystals and placed them there. "These crystals are extremely dangerous, and it would be better. If you didn't open the box before you become Earth Sovereign," "Even then, you should be careful and wait till you reach the peak," he advised as he hand over the box to me. "Thank you; I will be cautious in dealing with them," I said and took the crystal. I scanned it for a second before taking it to my storage, where it directly entered the big box, which closed a moment later. That thing is one of the safest storage boxes I have; I have gotten it two days ago, from the storage of the Grimm that Nero had killed. With the crystals in the storage, we resumed our journey toward our destination. For one and a half hours, we moved with no problem, before once again, got stuck. "I know. It wouldn't be easy, reaching the destination, but I hadn't expected it would be this frustrating." He complained. "Well, you should have brought one of your seniors; it would have made a lot of things easy," I said, and he just looked at me. Hun! We were searching for a way, when suddenly, my eyes widened, and I opened my mouth, but before I could even let a word out, a surprise appeared on his face, and a wave of very powerful soul sense hit us. We have experienced many waves of soul senses, but nothing as powerful as this one. "Another two native rats," said the voice; only to see a giant black-furred Apeman, with a huge red crystal on his head, appeared beside us, and now looking at us with a smile. Before I could say something in nasty in reply, I found myself covered in its energy, and everything turned blurry. We began to move and we are moving at such speed that everything is extremely blurred around me. I couldn't even make out colors before passing by my eyes. I could feel Nero panic, and he was calling to me and I asked him to calm down and follow me cautiously. It is not only him who is feeling panic, but also me. Though I didn't let the panic consume me; it is not time to panic. I will do it, when I am safe, away from this bastard. It didn't kill us, which means it want something from us. That is enough reason to not panic, as there is a chance we will live. My clones are telling me we are moving north and also telling me we are moving at such speed. That, if the energy of Grimms hadn't been covering us; I would be torn to pieces by flying at such speed. Soon, half an hour passed, and we didn't stop, we keep moving. Taking many turns here and there, but always following the general northern direction. I really hate my condition right now and hoping Ragas would take out something that will turn it into ashes, but it seemed like he was not in the mood to do that. He is watching the passing distance expressionlessly. An hour passed, and we are still moving. I don't know where we will stop and how far we will be away from our destination. I don't really like this place; it is far too dangerous. I only wanted to take Ragas to his destination and take the locations of the exits from him and get out of this place. I have got far more than I could imagine from this place, but things are never simple with me. I could not just leave without getting kidnapped at least once. It seemed to have become a story of my life. Forty minutes more passed, when suddenly we stopped, and immediately, my eyes widened. Not by another Earth Sovereign Grimm and thirty-three Grimms and natives, but by the gigantic brown wall behind them. It is tall, taller than one could imagine, and long, very long. This wall is extremely dangerous; one couldn't go over it, nor they could move at its end. There are things there, more dangerous than this wall itself. The wall is dangerous, and it is the place, we have been trying to reach, as our destination is behind it. "The numbers are less than we thought, but we will have to manage. We have already wasted a lot of time collecting them," said White Foxwoman, wearing a crown.