An Ancient Monster

"Multi-gene?" The second elder muttered in confusion. Then he turned towards David with an expression of greed.

"I don't care what secrets you hold, when you die everything will naturally belong to me." With that, the second elder struggled to breathe. His condition was only slightly better gan Davids'. 

And after a few minutes, he stood up strenuously and then with his hands that was still a bit intact, he stretched them out.

The staff that was on the floor a few meters away from him turned into nano swarms and flowed from the floor, into the second elder's hand eventually joining together to form a staff once more.

He then began to walk towards david slowly. Pressing a button on the staff, a sharp blade emerged from the tip, making the staff no different from a spear.

David watched on silently but his eyes looked as though he had given up. They were blank as though he was reminiscing on his lives.