(The room.)

Chapter twenty three:

"Now, as we walk, I'll tell thee of the schedules. In the morning first light, we shall convene on the training grounds, that raised pit, over there. Aife gestures to the platform where other disciples were practicing. "There, we do physical exercises and I will thee how we do magic which may give thee inspiration on how to use thine own abilities. I believe thou stated that thee dost not know the extent of them? At a nod from him she continued. "Then we shall find thy limitations together. She then muttered under her breath. "If thee hast any..." then in a regular tone. After that thou shall follow me to the mess hall. After a meal, we will continue with a spar until midday meal. In the afternoon, I shall show thee to the library and thou can read from our tomes to study areas of interest. I will also be available during this time for questions. However, I expect to be reciprocated with the ability to ask questions of mine own. Following that is the evening meal, and then individual study and rest. Dost thou have any questions?" Said Aife.

"Actually yes. What is this place? The way you said it makes it seem like Camelot is in a different place?" Replied Corvus Rigel.

Aife nods at his question. "It is. This is one of three sanctum sanctoriums that forms a barrier around the world to defend it against beings of other dimensions who may wish to harm it. Another is on a separate continent to the east, and the last in the west. They are that far from each other as to reinforce both one another and the barrier." Said Aife.

"Interesting, Corvus thought, than this will be the London Sanctum, which means that at some point in the future it will be moved south I suppose. I wonder how that is accomplished while keeping the barrier intact? I suppose if I'm still in this universe at the time I'll see it for myself. Still, it's a lot bigger than it was in the comics. This is pretty much a fortress. Different times I suppose. Right now, magic is largely recognized as real so there should be more enemies who would attack among the regular humans and otherwise. Corvus Rigel said to himself.

"Any other questions?" Aife asked him.

Breaking away from his previous thoughts. He posed his next question. "What year is it?"

"Right now, to the masses, it is the year seven hundred and ninety six Anno Domini. Thou had mentioned the invasion of the Asgardians and their followers, that occurred four years ago. Twas a rather bloody affair. However, in the end, with Merlin and the king wielding Excalibur, we reached a statement. The warriors three along with Thor, Lady Sif, and Baldur reached a compromise with us conceding that these lands shall remain our sovereignty. They shall not be interfering with Midgard's matters, as they termed it, any more due to the presence of the Sorcerer Supreme and the extra dimensional barrier. However, they stated in the end that this planet is still under Asgard's protection. Laughable, as if there aren't other pantheons also claiming to protect this planet aside from them." Said Aife.

Corvus showed an expression of disappointment at that. "That means there's not a chance for me to meet Thor for a while, unless I teleport to Asgard directly. Hmmm. I think I might, eventually. Replied Corvus Rigel.

Aife then stops next to a door on the right. "This shall be thy quarters for now. Feel free to utilize the space in any way thou wish. However, please refrain from experimenting with anything that might be dangerous. At least without the oversight of myself or the Sorcerer Supreme. Then, if thou excuse me, I have mine own duties to attend. Without letting him reply, she started to walk off.

Corvus watched as she turned the corner ahead and thought to himself. "I thought she might ask me about some stuff, but I guess she's busy right now. For now, let's see this room. Corvus Rigel said to himself. He opened the door and looked in. It was rather sparse, a small desk, a bookshelf, a small closet, and a twin bed in the corner. There was a candle holder on the desk with a slightly used candle already in place. He walked up to the bed and felt it. It was filled with soft straw but didn't have much give. "Nope, too firm for me. I wonder. Corvus Rigel said to himself. He waved his hand and concentrated, letting his power flow over the room. Opening his eyes, which glowed black and white, he imagined enlarging the space and filling it with modern amenities. A seam formed in the air and moved over everything in his vision. After passing over an object, that object would be replaced with something more to his taste. A queen sized down mattress with blue sheets and black comforter in a steel frame, a metal desk with a rolling ergonomic chair, paper and pens on the surface of the desk alongside a lamp, a clock, and a fan turned on high, a tall wardrobe for clothing, a small kitchenette space, and a door leading to a modern bathroom sans toilet. No waste matter meant no need for one after all. However, he was fond of taking bubble baths, something he took from exposure to Japanese culture during his time at his first duty station, MCAS Futenma in Okinawa, before he was transferred to Kilo Company. Lowering his hand and looking at what he did, he let out a soft breath filled with satisfaction. "Hopefully, this can stay the way it is for a time. It was good practice and was more fun than I thought. I think power's over reality are my favorite. Aura is helpful, too. Space will be more useful in the future as I figure it out, probably. Strength, well that's obviously useful.

In any case. I think it's time to visit my Primordials. I need to think about introducing Oblivion equivalent as well." Corvus Rigel said to himself.

He walked over to the bed, and sat on it in a meditation pose. It was early afternoon, but with nothing to do until tomorrow it seemed like the best option right now. "Let's try speeding up my time in relation to the surroundings, it would be awesome if I was able to make these 18 hours stretch out into a few days. What did they call it in the books? Time dilation?" Corvus Rigel said to himself.

Thus he once again concentrated, his eyes glowed a deep violet. As a bubble formed of folded space and time surrounded him, he floated off the bed a few feet. After it was formed, he turned his hand it to the left. As he did so, if a person were to be watching, they'd see his hand moving faster and faster until it was a blur. His eyes returned to their original color and he looked outside the bubble to his desk, there, the fan that was once turning extremely fast was now seemingly not moving at all. But as he watched he could see it turning, just extremely slowly. "This must be how Barry Allen aka the Flash or Pietro Maximoff see the world. Well, I wonder how the Primordials are doing?" Corvus Rigel said to himself.

With that he closed his eyes and retreated inward.