(Meanwhile On Planet Tithia, Fourth Elder's Private Training Courtyard)
Just a few months ago, the fourth elders private training courtyard, was a serene place covered with beautiful trees and small bushes that kept one's mind calm while training, however, just a couple months after Aegon Veyr started to train here, there was not but a single blade of grass left alive.
He stood shirtless at the center of the arena, arms loose by his side, his breathing steady but deep, as though his body had calmed but his blood was still boiling beneath the skin.
He had just unleashed one of his most powerful attacks, and the air around him was still hot from the residual heat, as faint embers still curled upward from the ground around him, dancing and dying before they could reach his ankles.
"My Lord…. My Lord…."
A lone attendant approached slowly, each step reluctant, as if unsure whether delivering his message would be worth the risk of getting torn apart for it or not.
