Bzzt!
'Where am I?' That was the first thought that pierced Caelus's heavy head as his eyes snapped open.
He looked around, disoriented for a fraction of a second. He was currently in his own bed, safe inside his mansion. Then, just as quickly, he sat up straight, his chest heaving as he breathed heavily. The fragmented memories of what had just transpired came rushing back to him in a violent wave.
"Marco." Caelus's expression turned ice-cold.
Indeed, he had been completely one-shotted by Marco Ashborn.
He still vividly remembered it: a ruthless fist that tore straight through his ribs. If not for Chairman Welt arriving in the nick of time, his only remaining option would have been to forcefully trigger his Undying Token, his last resort.
Just then, his phone on the side table lit up with a notification.
He opened it to find a secure voice message from Chairman Welt.
"It is me. The fact that you are listening to this right now means that you have recovered well and woken up.
