The four remained silent for some time, heads bowed with pain. Thunderzen breathed in deeply, the others staring at him for guidance of what to do next.
"Our goal was achieved," Thunderzen said, his words heavy with emotion. "Now we will lie low here, until they return. We have done all we can."
The others nodded, Thunderzen's gaze shifting upwards through the ocean and towards the stars above. Somewhere out there, a world was about to experience the arrival of a pinnacle genius, one that would no doubt throw the world into turmoil.
…
In the Divine Source Monastery, the Grand Abbot stared forward into nothingness, his gaze grim and tense. His grim gaze finally relaxed, a deep sigh escaping his lips, his eyes closing for a moment. He opened them a short while later and glanced to the side.
