"Disappear."
Aaron lightly clenched his fist at the void.
The black-gold pyramid amid the yellow sands grew illusory, then vanished without a trace...
Martin suddenly felt the darkness and suppression upon him disappear. At last, he could leave the Dream Realm on his own.
"Thank you, sir!"
Filled with reverence, he thanked Aaron. "You destroyed the pyramid and saved us..."
"No... that pyramid was alive, and it could think as well... It simply didn't want to fight me head-on..."
Aaron smiled. "Of course, saving you was part of the deal. I've fulfilled it."
He looked at the unconscious hawk, then shook his head. "Your teacher is in very bad condition... Even if his spirit body returns, I'm afraid he'll be left with rather terrible aftereffects..."
The state of this hawk Extraordinary was exactly the sort caused by Spirit Realm contamination—the kind that might go mad upon waking!
"What do we do? What do we do?"
Martin was almost in tears.
"Find a psychologist as soon as possible, or an Extraordinary of the Tower... There might still be hope."
Aaron waved a hand and turned to leave.
"Sir, this gentleman... I still don't know what to call you." Martin hurriedly called after Aaron's retreating figure.
"My name is Green."
Aaron waved again, and his figure swiftly vanished.
Watching this, Martin could only press his small body close to his teacher's and recite an incantation, leaving the dreamscape.
"A shattered world..."
At 27 Phoenix Street, Aaron slowly opened his eyes.
This initial exploration had given him a direct understanding of the present-day Spirit Realm.
He glanced at his right hand and found several sunflower petals and spiritual crystals in his palm. He could not help but smile again. "Still, if they don't encounter danger, even an Extraordinary of the First Primordial—or