He listened tot he older man's words, searching through all of his memories and dreams for an answer. Has he ever been brought here before? As one of the girls? No. Nothing. Nothing of this grand scale. Such a place was a cunning trap, weeding out the weak and stupid in favor of the strong and versatile. Is that what this was? A test for something more?

If it was then Harth wouldn't play the game, he'd play around it.

"Can you give me an example? Supernatural powers? Like what?" He'd play naive, give no recognition of the concepts he was all too familiar with. As far as Malik had to know he was just a naive child.

"What types of people are here? And what about that spring? Is it special?"