Nicholas looked blankly towards his nonchalant companion. Fulfilling the speculation, he stood and cast his orb and cloak downward, in the form of a golden disk. "According to my viewings, there should be water at the top in a type of oasis, with some life. However, if I'm wrong I'm going to need your help. The magic this'll use is enough to drain me for a while, if I don't consume." The disk began to lift into a large pillar, while Nicholas made accompanying motions to bring it up. The rate was rather slow, but the large summoning took an obvious toll on the lynx. He spoke in his still calm manner, "I assume you have heard of the Spiritius family, knowing my name before I even told you. He kept his eyes shut, until the large pillar raised the pair to the top. "So you must know that the magic is supposed to be prophetic. However, unlike the Seer of Fate; my father, I cannot see as well. I have been told that my potential is as my title states; I am supposed to be able to conjure miracles. That is why my summoning is without rival. But, I am supposed to see into the future and summon to stop things that aren't fated; basically anything with an outcome that is possible by the sun." The pillar reached the top, and the pair soon found themselves atop of the cliff.
As proposed, there was a small oasis. Opening his eyes, Nicholas was joined by a series of hummingbirds from behind them, which he then directed at the oasis' life. The brush rotted quickly, and Nicholas stood up as the birds rejoined as his cloak. "There is water, still. But my magic isn't free, and we will definitely need to feed physically, soon." He stared up to the sun, "I have seen that I must retake Elysium with five others, one of which is you. But it's all meaningless if I cannot show them, yet."