Leon was quietly standing outside the ICU of Westview Hospital. Tucking his left hand to the side and the other hand in his pocket, he stared at the man who was lying on the bed inside the ICU.
There he was, the Master of Blackhood. His master, his teacher and his maternal uncle. Lying on the bed with life support, the doctors had already lost hope in the man. It's been a year and the Master was near to his end.
Due to the Master's condition, Leon had already taken charge of the organization for the past year. All the power and authority was in his hands now but he didn't want to take over the organization, not during his uncle, the current Master was still breathing.
However, all the members had already accepted him as their leader and Master, wholeheartedly. They were more than willing to submit themselves to him and obey his orders.