Chapter 1095 Do Not Try This (Fictional Activity) At Home

Zayn was no stranger to locking himself up in a chamber for isolation training. Though, the last time he did so, there was at least a small, flickering candle emitting a light bright enough to illuminate the room. It was also roomy enough to provide a couple of days’ worth of air to breathe. Currently, though, he had locked himself up in a space that was completely sealed. There was no food, light, sound or air. He had told Sean that he was not to be disturbed unless something as big as Armageddon decided to crop up. Optimally, Zayn was only to be released after the eleventh day. An order like that was tantamount to locking himself up in an inescapable cage and swallowing the key—he ensured that there was no way out. It was also the first time he had ever delegated the key to his life to someone besides himself; in a room forged from the sturdiest steel, and every single one having a width as thick as a meter. Even a fighting genius like himself was incapable of breaking out of his