I sat in this lonesome chair while the Dean left. It seemed like an eternity. This world was too tiresome, so I had no choice but to visit Tysonia.
I was in a castle while talking to Lady Torrent on a hologram screen.
“My liege, I’ve received news about your predicament.”
“Yes, I know.” I muttered to her.
“You have my sincerest condolences. Have you figured out any more compatriots for that story?”
I lightly nodded my head.
“He’s none other than Jabez the Enforcer. He wears a mask because his face is scarred up.” I explained. “But his heart is in the right place.”
“Affirmative, my liege.” Lady Torrent saluted. “Tyson…Tyson…”
I then heard a snap.