Bertram's smile froze as his eyes slowly widened in disbelief.
"How many did you say?"
Caelus chuckled. "Twelve. Do you want to see them?"
The fairy's fingers began trembling as Caelus opened the entrances to his pocket dimensions. Golden light spilled into the cabin from the spheres stored inside.
Bertram leaned closer and counted them. When he reached the last one he went back to the first and started again.
Bertram shivered as he stared into the pocket dimensions.
"You're really holding twelve..."
"That's what I said."
Bertram opened his mouth but nothing came out. He sank into the seat across from Caelus and stared at the glowing embryos.
"Most people have about a one percent chance of finding even one High-Grade World Embryo on a trip. You came back with twelve on your first visit!"
"How are you all so lucky? I sent you in this morning!"
Caelus shrugged and closed the spaces.
"We found most of them together. There was a Fog Giant guarding the place."
