The True Face Of An Enemy
"Taking down one of the big races? This is a hard task! I can't do it with such a cheap price of knowing interesting stories and one beast for my forces."
"What do you want then?" he seemed to be prepared to pay whatever it takes to get my approval.
"I dunno… What can a bunch of old souls offer? I doubt you can do anything useful to me anyway."
"Don't underestimate us," he slowly said, "indeed we are souls, but we can offer you something you lack."
"I doubt it!"
"Intelligence perhaps?" he said, and for a second I didn't get what he meant before it hit me.
"On what scale?" Having someone to tell me news of the universe seemed great and all, but I didn't get it over my head.
The scale he would offer would make me decide. Limiting this to just the world I was in wouldn't get me anything good. But if he could do it on a wider scale, then I might consider it.
"Well… How about the entire universe?" he asked, making me pause for a long moment.