The Mayor stood and bowed to his Master before turning to Andar, "Remember to check the public storage for anything you require before you leave. I will see myself off, please take care of my daughter on your trip, she is a silly girl, but I'm sure she would be of assistance to you."
A few seconds later Livia ran after her father, clutching something tightly in her left hand, Andar looked after her retreating form with suspicion before turning to his master.
His master gestured for him to be quiet and to follow him. Andar nodded and his master hurried down to his studies, where he reached his desk and activated a hidden switch.
Andar felt the floor below him jolt as the room began to revolve. His eyes widened as he was not aware that such a mechanism had been built into this office after all the years he had spent here.
The revolving room revealed a long passageway and at the end of it, a staircase that led straight down. His master began descending the stairs and Andar followed, the staircase was carved from the rock beneath the laboratory, and from the marks on it, this was all handmade.
The curiosity in his heart was only tempered with deep thoughts about the current actions of his master.
They descended for more than seven stories when Andar had initially thought there were only two floors below the ground. When they reached the bottom, he heard the faint sound of rushing water, and it soon revealed an underground stream was below them all this while.
Andar looked around in amazement to see a functional mini-port, with a boat and provisions arranged in different sections, enough to feed and provide for a small army for a month.
His master began hurrying about and placing what he needed on the boat and pushing others into a Spatial Ring.
"Andar, connect the fuel nozzle to the boat, the injector port is closer to the stern, twist the cap to the left, not the right, with your strength you would tear the hull off the boat. I will tell you the reason why we are leaving like this, but we are running out of time and you are in danger."
Andar did not hesitate and he went to his task without any questions. He trusted his master. This man could have used or abused Andar on his quest to understand his talent, but he did not, he had treated Andar like his son and had given him no reason to ever believe he would betray him.
This was the thought of Andar, but deep down his wariness had increased and he had begun making plans, although he doubted he would be able to escape or fight back if his master had bad intentions in mind for him.
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