When Nate said he might know a thing or two about Zoro's movements, the entire group became noticeably more attentive. Every gaze locked onto him as if his words held the answers to all their questions.
Nate leaned forward, his expression serious as he began to recount his experience. "There was this one day," he started, his voice steady but laced with a hint of bitterness, "when Zoro had just finished torturing me. I was lying there, barely conscious, and one of the Keepers came in. His name was Spike. They didn't realize I could hear them, so they just started talking like I wasn't even there."
He paused for a moment, his brow furrowing as he tried to recall the details. "From what I heard, Zoro wasn't just staying in that cave to torment us. He was mining something—some kind of strange crystal. Spike called it... Niyx." Nate's eyes flickered with realization as the name fell from his lips. "Yeah, that was it. Niyx. They were collecting it and taking it somewhere."
