"I… what happened to me?"
Thales felt as though he was levitating in the sky. His mind was incredibly relaxed. He asked flatly, "Where am I?"
"Listen to me." Asda's voice echoed from the glowing silhouette. "I am unsure how to explain your current condition. From what I know, you are merely a contactor who knows little to nothing about mystic power or your name of origin, let alone becoming a Mystic…
"I can sense that you are not a Mystic … You are not one of us, yet… you are indeed 'knocking on the Door'…
"Like a clumsy newborn who was lifted ten thousand meters from the ground, you are in imminent danger…" the Air Mystic's voice trembled slightly.
"Danger?"
Thales did not know how he managed to speak, but he did anyway. "What do you mean… knocking on the Door?"
