After, Roy and Master Abraham performed their thirty-minute calisthenics workout.
Today was combat training, while tomorrow would be math and analysis classes, Roy's most dreaded.
Roy freshened up and put on his black tactical suit. He remembered his new items and smiled.
"Nothing can ruin my day… really."
By the appointed time set for departure, the team of five sat with Black Zero driving, Roy at the left, Dr. Gretsch in the captain's seat, and Wolfman and Dr. Sally at the back.
However, not even ten minutes into their journey, they encountered a fissure in the fabric of reality, a white mass bending time and space and flowing inward.
It wasn't upright on the road this time. No, it was facing down and was high up in the sky, with a diameter of at least sixty metres.
