Reality, Kamar-Taj, meditation chamber.
Dappled light and shadow beneath the windows fell across the three meditating figures.
"Ugh..."
A muffled groan suddenly broke the silence.
Miles, seated cross-legged in the center of the cushions, abruptly opened his eyes. He felt as though his consciousness had fallen from ten thousand meters in the air before crashing violently back down, finally returning to his true body.
"Buzz—!"
Almost at the instant his consciousness returned, an invisible psychic storm erupted around him!
The candle flames in the meditation chamber were instantly pressed nearly to extinction by an unseen wave of force, while the dust in the air scattered violently!
"Mm..."
Miles instinctively clutched his head, forcibly suppressing his unusually violent psychic power.
His experiences in the Zombie Universe had greatly enhanced his psychic power once more, but having his consciousness separated from his body for so long had left his mind and body somewhat out of sync. That was what had caused his momentary tendency toward psychic instability.
Fortunately, it was still not difficult to control.
Crackle...
Tiny bursts of electrical arcs sounded in the air.
In just a few seconds, the terrifying psychic storm receded like a tide, forcibly drawn back into Miles's body until it vanished without a trace.
"It seems you gained a great deal in that world."
The Ancient One appeared behind Miles, holding a steaming cup of tea in her hand as though the terrifying psychic pressure from moments earlier meant nothing to her.
"It was certainly an unforgettable experience. Fortunately, the outcome was good."
Miles let out a long breath. "How long was I gone?"
"Twenty-seven days," The Ancient One replied calmly. "Mm, nearly a month."
"That long?" Miles froze for a moment, then instinctively began moving his body.
Normally, remaining seated for a month would undoubtedly