Michael stood in the middle of an antique room. Various antiquities of tremendous value were displayed openly for visitors to observe and analyze. The floor was made of marbled oak, a rare type of wood imported from the Origin Expanse. The marbled oakwood was highly energy dense and had a bright sheen to it. The area beneath Michael's feet released faint hues, attracting his interest, but just for a moment.
He was more interested in Kraft Viton and the old Aztec robe he wore.
"I was already waiting for you. To be honest, I was not sure when you would call. Everyone expected you to spend a few months in the Origin Expanse to grow stronger until you would feel comfortable returning from the Origin Expanse. But it looks like you realized that there is no way you can run away from the issues revolving around your power. That's a good thing. The Berserkers and Warlock Centaurs will like it," Kraft Viton said, smiling at Micheal like a proud grandfather.