WRIK SAT CROSSLEGGED ON the bed of his VIP suite. He breathed evenly for a couple of minutes, making himself as comfortable as possible. Today was the day he was preparing himself for the class advancement.
"Are you sure about this?" Anton asked, standing next to the bed.
Wrik did not answer, opening the small crystal bead. "What would I be worried about?" he asked.
"Well, you will feel some pain in your head, nothing else," Anton said. "I was asking if you're sure about advancing to an Omega Designer?"
"That," Wrik became silent for a second. "Do you think I can't succeed?"
"No, that was not what I'm worried about," Anton said, shaking his head. "You can succeed in anything if you put your minds into it. I'm just worried if the path was right for you. You know you can't undo it if it succeeds."
