The world returned to Albedo in a single, breathless moment. His eyes flying open as he saw himself returned to the villa's training chamber, surrounded by its obsidian walls.
His chest heaved, the last remnants of crimson starlight fading from his pupils. Even now, he felt heat simmering in his blood, like a fire had been planted inside his heart and left to smolder eternally.
The Book of Aevarion rested on the desk behind him, closed once again, but now ready for him to read and understand whenever he wanted.
He had already understood some techniques from his meeting with Aevarion, and he was excited to test them. He quickly initiated another combat simulation to check his new skills.
~CLANK!~
From the far edges of the platform, multiple beasts began to form. The first hissed into existence with a writhing body of molten bones and scythe-like claws.
A Hollow Warbeast. The others followed, lithe, swift, some aerial, some armored, all bloodthirsty, eager to take Albedo down.
