Wynton laughed and stood up. “You’re not the only one who cherishes and loves talent. I’m not an idiot, either.”

“Then why are you wasting your time talking?” James stared at Wynton. “Go ahead and make a move.”

Wynton was taken aback but then laughed again. “Are you not waiting for your wife and that pig to gather more past forms of the living beings in the River of Time?”

Ignoring him, James waved his hand, storing away Zella and the surviving past forms.

In the next moment, far off in the