Alex sat cross legged on a dark stone platform, his breathing slow and even. Around him, the air shimmered faintly with residual energy from his last session of comprehension. He had just finished solidifying his understanding of the eighth elemental law, and his mind was already turning to the next challenge. He was about to start his next session when a soft footstep broke the stillness.
Igris appeared beside him. The Grandmaster's presence was calm but urgent, his silver robes flowing like liquid mercury. Without a word, he extended his hand, and a gentle force pulled Alex out of his seated position. The cultivation session was over before it had even begun.
"Grandmaster, what happened?" Alex asked, his voice steady but curious. He trusted Igris completely, but the sudden interruption was unusual.
