Shaan woke up at once, filled with excitement. No wonder—today marked the beginning of his meditation training with Dr. Marshal. The thought alone filled him with both joy and pride. After all, he would receive direct guidance and valuable knowledge as a daemonist from one of the faction leaders whose abilities no one could doubt.
"Now, I will..."
Shaan paused for a moment. For some reason, the surroundings felt unusually quiet. He slowly turned his head and looked around the room, but he saw no one at all. Dr. Marshal, Nalira, Chelsie— even Mr. Courier, who always greeted him whenever he woke up—were nowhere to be found. Strange. Where had they gone?
"Hmm... where did they go?"
As Shaan was wrestling with his thoughts, he suddenly heard a sound coming from below—specifically, from Dr. Marshal's underground lab. Realizing this, Shaan knew for sure that someone was there, so without hesitation, he hurried down the stairs to see who it was.
'Tap… Tap… Tap….'
