Soon, a large figure approached him and began to speak to him.
"I had foreseen this event!" said the man.
Manguino looked over at the man and he became pale, as if he just died.
"Jessuum Benitar!" exclaimed Manguino. "Why are you here, I haven't seen you since … since Smith's death."
"My mourning for your father is over. I now mourn for Brook." Manguino climbed down from the podium and cautiously and shyly approached him. Jessuum continued. "What had occurred here today, my little man, will never be forgotten. You have done something that will never leave you, and I see the eventuality and inevitability of vengeance."
The ArchBishop began to fall over his words but then slowly said what was on his mind.
"Then tell me, Seer, you are prophetic — who and where is Brook's offspring?" Manguino waited eagerly for Jessuum's reply.
"I cannot tell you directly and you know this. All I can do is dream and you must decide what it means to you." he said.
"Tell me, then!" he demanded from Jessuum and he tipped his head showing that would consent to an answer. He began to chant.
"There is a man on a trek to a place
Where the sky is touched by
A legendary grace.
There the little one learns to face
His long road back, uniting the world
In its promised Peace!"