ONE WEEK LATER.
Inside a dark and damp cave, a man sat on top of a stone platform that was carved perfectly horizontally using a sword's slashing attack.
The man had his eyes closed as he was immersed in meditating under blanket of darkness.
Drip!
Drip!
The droplets dripped from the spiky ceiling in a natural basin of water, reverberating in the entire cave as it gave a sense of mystery to this whole scenario.
Swoosh!
A gust of wind entered through the entrance of the cave and in the following moment, a figure rose from the black shadows in front of the meditating man.
"Master… I have returned." said a man with shoulder-length hair and a black mask covering the left half of his face while his green eyes glowed.
The meditating man slowly opened his eyes and asked in a stern voice that resonated in the entire cave.
