Undercurrents

"I seem to have already been marked either way, so my choice doesn't matter. Isn't that right, Dean Rochester?" Kaizer answered, glancing to the area behind Madam Sylvia, which was occupied by nothing.

A soft chuckle sounded out as Dean Rochester walked out of nothingness and appeared within the conference room, shocking everyone else. Madam Sylvia especially became pale as she realized her near corrupt promises to take advantage of her position for her pupil's benefit were heard by the dean, but the fellow didn't even look at her.

Dean Rochester simply stroked his chin and laughed. "Truly an S-grade Telesthesia ability, even able to sense me within the folds of space."

Kaizer, as a matter of fact, did not sense the dean with his telesthesia ability. Telesthesia was based on his five senses expanded outward using psychic power as a base, and that could not possibly pierce through the folds of space yet.