As the dream realm was about to finally claim Asher's consciousness, another knock echoed through the room, sharp and intrusive against the stillness that had begun to settle. Asher's eyes snapped up as he felt the connection between him and the sleep realm immediately snap at the sound, his eyes shone as a flash of killing intent flickered through them.
'Who could it possibly be now? Cindralis? The Vice Principal? Ryaen or Darissa?' he thought to himself, his mind moving swiftly as he evaluated each possibility, ready to turn whoever it was back to wherever they had come from and wherever they had heard news of his return without granting them even a moment of unnecessary attention.
