Early one morning he walked toward a secluded stone chamber located deep within the Blanks, a place that he often used for meditation, training, and occasionally for studying certain things that required complete silence.
The chamber was hidden behind several thick stone corridors and protected by multiple layers of security formations, which ensured that no one would disturb him unless something extremely urgent happened.
Ethan stepped inside the chamber and slowly closed the heavy stone door behind him while the faint echo of the door sliding into place spread through the room.
The chamber itself was dimly lit by several mana lamps fixed along the walls, their soft bluish glow illuminating the stone floor and the quiet, still atmosphere inside.
He walked calmly toward the center of the chamber and sat down cross-legged on the cold stone floor while placing both hands lightly on his knees.
