Chapter 104.1 - Everchanging Glyph

While a certain someone was training in a special place, a young girl sat on her bed, looking at her smartwatch. Irina was glaring at the screen, frustration clear on her face.

The last message she had sent to Astron glowed on the screen: [Hey, it's been a while. Are you free to talk?]

She had sent several messages over the past few days, each one met with silence. The absence of a reply was starting to get under her skin. Irina clenched her fists, her annoyance growing with each passing minute.

'That bastard,' she thought, her teeth gritting. 'Does he think he can just ignore me like this?'

She scrolled through the messages again, each one a reminder of the time she had spent waiting for a response: I need to talk to you about something important. Are you there? Seriously, this is getting annoying. Answer me.