82 - Waking Up

"Ugh..."

Regaining his consciousness, Kaiser opened his eyes.

The first thing he saw was the ceiling—wooden planks, unevenly placed, with tiny gaps letting slivers of soft light peek through. A familiar sight.

He blinked slowly, then looked around. The walls were wooden too, with metal hooks, and lamps hanging quietly from the carved support beams. The smell of herbs and antiseptic lingered faintly in the air.

He'd been here before.

'It's the healing room.'

He thought, quickly piecing things together.

His mind was hazy, but not broken. He tried to recall what happened before he lost the consciousness. After the fight and got back to the waiting room.

"...Right."

He slowly lifted his right hand and stared at it. His fingers curled a little stiffly, but he could move them fine. No sharp pain. Just weakness... And an unbearable hunger that made his stomach feel like a hollow pit.

"How long was I out?"