Tron hadn't even finished checking his status yet when he felt something. His eyes suddenly narrowed as he gazed at his surroundings.
Unknowingly, the forest had become silent. Not even a single voice was present at the scene.
Tron's face slowly became serious. He lifted his head and stared at the hazy sky. He could vaguely see a few lights flashing as if there were some sort of subtle fluctuation within the air.
He suddenly laughed coldly.
"Setting up a Matrix like this is truly amazing. I wonder why you would do such a thing."
Tron was met with silence.
For a minute, it was as though he was just talking to himself.
"Hmph! Rat that only knows how to hide. It's extremely shameful for a Matrix-Weaver to hide shamelessly."
He was once again met with silence. Just as Tron was about to think that he might have been too paranoid, a faint ripple echoed.
"You are Tron?"
