"Where are you going?" I asked. The subconscious had flown into the sky, a thousand kilometers away from the graveyard.
"To toughen you up!" He replied, stopping midair.
Our eyes still glowed blue, and for some reason, the aura that enveloped our body formed into a suit, a suit with a cape. He raised our hand up and formed a fist as he growled staring at it.
"Reveal arena door," he growled.
Right at that moment, the holographic training arena door appeared mid air, glowing more vibrantly than it usually does.
"Hßyœlπ!" He shouted.
At once the door swung open, inviting him in. He hoovered through, and the moment he got to the other side, the door disappeared. He appeared mid air in the arena, and for some reason, he still remained there in the air.
"I thought nobody could fly in the arena?" I asked, as he looked down at the mountains and the creatures below.
"We are not nobody," he replied, dashing down to the ground.
