A few hours had passed since the end of the first trial, and now, Rael sat by a pond, aimlessly throwing rocks at a faraway tree, snapping its branches with every throw.
After what had just happened, he wasn't really sure how to feel.
Every ruler there was powerful, and if he went head-to-head, he would've undoubtedly lost.
With his mind abilities? He didn't even feel a connection to them, so how could he even begin to control them?
Still, they separated and went their own ways.
Rael, to wherever was quietest.
And Lucien, to wherever his mother was.
"This fucking sucks." Rael tossed another rock and finally checked the pop-ups.
"Mercy..." Rael mumbled and closed his eyes, slipping into the Prophetic Realm.
As he stared at the many threads, he opted to simply check the future, and that was exactly what he did.
