Madara scoffed. A transient, Madara thought. He managed to come across a bum. He paused in thought. He had no way of knowing what the item looked like but he knew it was here, he could feel it's presence near them. Maybe the staff was mistaken.
"Seems we made a pointless trip, Susabi. We could have continued on to the God Child..."
Turning back to the man, Madara spoke to him again.
"No, it has no financial worth. It's just a relic that I require for something. An associate of mine managed to lose it and I have reason to believe it is nearby," Madara said, holding the staff towards the man as he spoke. He hoped it's own powers would cause it to manifest but it seemed there was little hope of that. He would usually just resort to violence to gain what he wanted but with Susabi and Harley with him, he decided to rely on diplomacy. Being the Kage and always acting in haste would only bring ill fortunes.
"To you it may seem as worthless as a scroll, but it's imperative I receive it."
As the man spoke to the other two, he addressed one as the King of Mages and called the other a sibling. Given their appearance, perhaps the draconic winged one was a King of sorts while the other fairer skinned one was his brother. However, it wasn't the words he spoke that drew his attention, it was the Sharingan he possessed. Madara could sense chakra stronger than the other two within him - chakra as sinister as his own.
"The Sharingan...You, who are you and how did you gain that?" It was a rather direct statement, Madara knew it but one that he needed answered. He had yet to meet a Uchiha as powerful as himself so to come across one at random near one of the cores was rather interesting.
More delays. I shouldn't have given into my more basic instinct to see Solomon. Oh well, what's done is done. Demetrias paused in his stride from the group, conflicted in how he considered responding. It was imperative he not reveal Madara's mission to the world at large; capturing the Bijuu was integral to Imeroth's grand design, and without them their great undertaking would be meaningless. And it was only Madara's body that could house such power and become the Ten-Tailed Jinchuuriki. It was the missing key when they had taken Takauji Ashikaga over a year ago. "Like you, our ancient inheritance flows through my blood." He responded to Madara without turning back toward him, though a small portion of him felt sympathy for his descendant. He bore a difficult burden. Demetrias continued walking away, preparing to leave Theodoro.Susabi agreed with the statement. The journey here was fruitless and a waste of time. Madara addressed someone with eyes of similar to the Uchiha. Seeing his pale skin and crimson eyes, Susabi was intrigued as well. It wasn't typical of Uchiha to have such features, perhaps he was from another line elsewhere. The Hyuga had different bloodlines so he wouldn't be surprised if the Uchiha possessed the same. Susabi spoke Madara facing, the pale skinned man as he stood side by side with the Uchiha.
It would seem you aren't the only one with those eyes, Uchiha. But what does it matter? I don't know what beckoned you here, but we should have made our way to the God child by now. There isn't time to waste.