Later that day, Theo stood in front of a massive pile of food, water, and survival gear with a satisfied expression.
'I can't fit much more inside the spatial ring,' he thought, nodding slowly.
One corner had been dedicated to Feng's Wind Cores. Another held various items and equipment.
The rest was stacked with enough food and water to last the group for several months.
With one final glance, Theo withdrew his consciousness from inside the ring.
Theo slowly opened his eyes before letting out a long breath.
'That should be more than enough,' he thought.
Now there was only one thing left — and that was to leave.
Glancing at the clock, he noticed it was already getting pretty late.
''One more round of training,'' he muttered, stretching his arms over his head. ''Then I'll catch up on the sleep I missed last night.''
Quickly making his way to his backyard, Theo tossed aside his jacket.
