Zarak was meditating as a river moved around the room. There were all kinds of intents inside that body of water. Sometimes it unleashed a thriving life force, just for a monstrous killing intent to emerge the next second.
The Alter-Ego moved freely, and even when it touched the walls, nothing happened due to its ephemeral nature. However, there were moments when Zarak's willpower would spike, and that mighty river would crash against the walls, leaving massive cracks.
Suddenly, Zarak's eyes opened, and he calmed his Alter-Ego as he saw that a woman appeared through the teleportation matrix.
"What is the problem?"
Abin knew that Zarak did not like to be interrupted during his training, so she would only come if there were a problem that she could not handle on her own.
"My Lord, I have detected chatter regarding the Young Lord in the capital. It is among the circles of the Great Organizations."
