"Teleportation?"
Tim pondered the word in his mind, it wasn't new or anything to him. He had run into a lot of Tama-Artist who could do teleportation in his lifetime.
However, that only raised more questions, and the young man narrowed his eyes, giving Rennyo the right to speak.
"I know what you are thinking; the world is flat?"
Tim nodded, that was indeed what was going on in his mind. He had made many images of the world, but none of them seemed to make sense; they were more confusing than the other.
Noticing the confusion in his eyes, the Shojo of the Maba Village sighed, and explained, "The world is more of a curved rectangle on the surface. Below it is land; at the end of that land five markings fit properly into the five palm fingers of a majestic being."
Rennyo took a puff of smoke from his pipe, building the tension, before continuing, "Some shaman Tama-Artist say that there is indeed a hand holding this world, and if that hand is removed we fall into..."
