Blessed Hands

"Argh…" Rhode struggled to open his eyes. The blurry duskiness before his eyes left his head spinning and almost every part of his body from his limbs to internal organs seemed to be screaming sorrowfully with any slightest movement. Not only that, the soreness and gastric juices in his stomach surged and he almost threw up.

A flawlessly white radiance shone on him.

Rhode felt his body restoring itself. The tormenting pain was as though snow that melted under the intense heat of the merciful sun. Rhode let out a moan and his clear vision slowly returned.

"Ah, Leader, you're finally awake? That's great. I thought it was too late." Bubble's adorable face was the first to reflect in Rhode's eyes. She gazed at Rhode with round, widened eyes and heaved a glad sigh. Rhode looked over the other side and found Canary's slightly stern expression turning into a smile.