What more was left?

A few hours later, inside a rundown old wooden elven restaurant at a round table, Kyle sat across from James and Alec, a deep frown on his face.

"So, all in all, we need to locate the remaining Celestial spirits?"

He asked quietly, and Alec nodded with a somber expression. They had informed him of everything, and he had to admit he didn't expect the situation to be this dire.

"Now, we have two decades..."

Jian interjected from a distance.

"Nope, it's even less than 2 decades. You were away for several months. We actually have 19 years and half a year remaining."

Kyle rubbed his chin, and silence fell over the space. But his next words made James spit out the tea he was drinking.

"Well, many of us have seen the Celestial spirits before, so it's easy for us to recognize them if we ever encounter one."