He staggered and everything went black. Ryuga raised his hand and Alain who laid on the ground levitated into a sitting position. The boy glowed and his body took a meditative position.
Ryuga turned his back on him and walked a few steps aside. A throne rose out of the ground as if being born from unknown mud.
He approached it and moved his fingers across its armrests and backrest as if to acknowledge his superiority here.
He set down majestically and his eyes glowed.
"In this case I have no choice indeed. I have to set foundations to my plans now." As he spoke, the entire subconsciousness looked even more vibrant.
His Resemblance blade materialised before him he held the hilt and rested the tip on the ground.
Ryuga sat in his throne with his head on his knuckles. His eyes closed as if in deep thoughts or possible sleep. Alain is still stuck in meditation. Comforting and silence of serenity reigned.
