"…"
Sitting cross-legged on top of his bed, Kiernan had his eyes shut and was in a deep state of meditation.
A state so deep that none of the sounds of the street disturbed him.
A perfect state of meditation.
Without him knowing, Imperius was sitting across from him, just staring at him, and rubbed his chin thoughtfully.
'A perfect state of meditation—I've only heard that some monks or secluded individuals have ever achieved that.
'Yet, here is a young man, doing it without any trouble. I should've expected that Rockstar didn't choose some nobody to be his student.'
Imperius stood up and walked out of the room—he looked around the house—and then he opened a window and jumped out.
He landed on the pavement of the alleyway, and he then closed the window behind him—he then jumped to the roof, perched on the top, and looked across the city.
"Hah~"
Imperius looked back at Kiernan's residence, smirked, and then jumped high into the air, disappearing into the clouds and from view.
