"Above… me?"
There it was, the answer he had been looking for. The answer that had been quietly nagging his brain. The answer he had been refusing ever since it came into question.
He had been trying to come up with all sorts of explanations as to why he couldn't detect or sense Riley at all. Mr. Monday always prided himself on being a great mind mover. He had already admitted to himself that he wasn't the strongest in terms of raw power; there are a lot of telekinetics better than him in that regard.
But a twelve-year-old who had just woken up to his abilities? What sort of sorcery was this?
No. He refused to believe it.
"You think a little child like you is above me?" Mr. Monday slowly stood up, a smirk creeping onto his face as he stared at Riley.
"Just because you managed to get the upper hand on me once doesn't mean that you're above me."
