Tuesday morning, 7:00 AM.
The VEB building sat at the center of Naija City, a six-story structure of dark glass and reinforced concrete that most residents walked past without a second glance.
They couldn't see what lay beneath the surface.
The upper floors handled paperwork, permits, and the mundane business of keeping a city running, but the lower levels existed in a different frequency altogether, spaces carved out of normal reality where practitioners could heal, train, and hide from the world above.
Room B-12 was one such space.
The air was different from other places in the building, it was full of Ashe, healing charms pumping healing Ashe into the room.
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
The alarm blared from the small device on the bedside table.
Makun's hand shot out from under the covers and slammed down on it, silencing the noise.
They had put this alarm in his room yesterday, saying how when he woke up, he should contact Amanda, she had to feed him some healing pills.
