Why was he brought here? For what purpose? And why Mark? These questions circled his mind at all times now.
"Don't be that nervous. You are in no danger till you do not allow your foolishness to take your senses over. Now take a seat, we have much to discuss" the guardian waved his hands and the nearby debris rose up to form two seats right in front of them. Mark gulped and considered his options now.
Mark felt his energy leave him after the excitement he had just had. The near-death had been a given at this point and Keito did not even feel anything with his brush of death this time.
What he did find interesting was the body behind his back. Or was it around him? He had so many questions and he did not know where he should start. How much was the guardian willing to answer? And how much could he ask anyway?
