He sensed the other watching him.
“This is you, isn’t it?” he asked, holding the Ortrix up.
"In a manner of speaking,“ replied the other in a way that sounded melancholy, even though it lacked tone.
“All the Torim below created this? Became this before they died?” asked Rex.
"Instead of dying,“ the other corrected, "and not just the Torim below.“
"Although the other Torim lived, what little power they possessed was a power they all shared"
“And now it’s all in the Ortrix?”