The voice of that giant coin-face was very soft, as if it were afraid of disturbing something:
"In the memories of the distant past, I seem to have found the answer corresponding to that Power, but the answer is not pleasant, so I will not speak it. So, I admit you've won."
Shard was silent for a moment:
"Then where did the Witch and the old man go?"
"I must remind you, that is not a Power that should be touched. The source corresponding to that Power needs to be forgotten. Only when all memories of that thing are forgotten can it cease to appear. Yes, I've more or less guessed it, though I'm not very sure, but it might be, yet why is it so, the probability is small, but its possibility cannot be denied..."
Its voice grew lower and lower, until it finally sounded like a lunatic muttering to himself.
But Shard had no time to waste here, so he had to remind it out loud:
