The golden spirit couldn't help but look at William while it felt absurd. At such a desperate time, William lost all hope and went mad. And yet when it checked William, it swore it saw a cheerful smile and a look of relief over William's face.
"Just look over there," William didn't know why the golden spirit couldn't see what he saw, didn't notice what just happened, so he pointed towards the screen.
And there the golden spirit realised what happened. "They... They really came..." he muttered in disbelief, while a group of ten spirits appeared on the screen, fighting the four hostile spirits in a big battle.
The battle seemed to wreak havoc across the entire lair of the black fox, causing it to tremble and rumble. The noises of the brutal fighting outside echoed inside, and that was what tricked the golden spirit and made it believe the end was drawing near.
William didn't know why he was feeling calm and collected until this group appeared. The moment they came into his vision on the screen, and he recalled the initial strategy of the golden spirits.
They weren't fighting to kill the four hostile ones, but to delay them, enough for the help to arrive.
The new group didn't exchange a single word or even pause to give the other four a chance to retreat. The moment they arrived, and they looked as if they recognised old foes, they started fighting without any moment of hesitation or delay.
The fight raged on wildly from the very beginning, and the four spirits dropped their attempts to crash through the protective shield entirely, and focused on defending and trying to escape.
Ten against four, and the latter were already wounded and exhausted from dealing with William's attacks. Things were different for both sides, and that made the four shrunk in number to three in mere minutes. And soon another spirit fell.
"That's great! That's fcking great!" the golden spirit shouted like a kid, making William unable to hold back his laugh.
One of the main problems he had was the fact that he had no direct access towards this place. He came here only on special occasions, something that he hated to have. He loved to have full control over access to this place, or else the entire idea of trying to help would be meaningless.
Despite this being hard, it wasn't impossible. He shifted his eyes towards the golden specks that formed the imaginary body of a golden star of that spirit, and couldn't help but evilly grin.
"Fate... It has its mysterious ways all the time," he muttered to himself, while he felt like the main obstacle he had wasn't the problems he thought of, but how to convince this spirit to spill all the beans.
He got the black fox spirit, but it was hard to communicate with that one whenever he wanted. Yet he had another spirit connected to him, one that was by his side all the time.
"You seem terrified from these spirits, enemies of yours?" all of sudden, and in the middle of the heated up battle going on outside, William suddenly said.
"Don't speculate impossible sht," the golden spirit harrumphed, "and stop such useless mind games, they won't work on me."
"I know," unlike what the golden spirit expected, William evilly grinned, "I was just making a clear statement here."
Before the golden spirit would speak, ask William about what he meant, the latter suddenly acted. "What the heck are you doing?!!!" in a distressed tone. And it got all the right to feel so.
Out of the blue, William started to move. He dashed right and left, crossing a large distance in no time. The golden spirit watched William execute such a technique too many times to count, and it jumped to the only conclusion anyone could possibly think of.
"Why the fck are you activating your technique? We don't need to help them, we shouldn't!" the golden spirit shouted in more distress, as it knew what William intended to do.
"I'm bored," and yet William never stopped, "I want to play a little before leaving here and not come back."