Aircraft, flying cars, and some human-looking weird race were flying around like fairies. The buildings around the hospital were so big that they almost touched the sky. A gust of fresh air swept over Liam's face, and he closed his eyes. It was peaceful. His fight is over, at least for now. A little rest is what our survivor deserves.
"Can you bring me something to eat...? Anything... I am starving," Liam said with a little smile. After more than an eternity, he will eat some food, then a good hot bath maybe.
"Ah, yes... I will bring it right away... Give me five minutes," The guard stuttered in surprise, hearing Liam's voice. His body was trembling as he looked into Liam's eyes for some reason. He dashed out of the room in a hurry.
"Did I say something wrong?" Liam asked the other guard in confusion.
The second guard was a burly and muscular man wearing a black and white tuxedo. His hair had some gray lining. He might be in his 40s or so.