The Real Master of Poisons!

The mention of Kent brought a wave of murmurs through the crowd. People turned to look toward the inner chambers of the Music Hall, where Kent had shut himself away days ago.

Fatty frowned. "Kent is in the middle of something important. You know he's practicing seriously in an enlightened state. We can't disturb him."

The Storm Knight's eyes flashed with urgency. "This is no time for hesitation. The situation is dire. If Kent doesn't intervene, that poison will touch this music hall soon."

A woman from the crowd spoke up, her voice trembling. "But Kent's enlightenment can't be disturbed as he might face backlash. If we interrupt him now…"

Fatty raised his hand to silence her. "The decision is not yours or mine to make. If we wake Kent now, we risk losing the insight he's gaining. So, I won't let anyone disturb him now."