Three days had passed since the fateful battle that shook the realm to its core. The land had been left scarred, the echoes of destruction still reverberating through the air. In the quiet of the night, as the moon hung high in the sky, Refl slowly stirred from his prolonged slumber. His eyes fluttered open, revealing a mix of exhaustion and confusion. The chamber was dimly lit, casting long shadows across the room.
"Ugh..." Refl reached for his head after a dull pain inside his head made him grunt.
As Refl tried to gather his scattered thoughts, the caretaker who had been tending to him all this while let out a gasp of surprise and relief. Their eyes widened in disbelief as Refl's eyes fluttered open. "My goodness," they whispered, a mixture of shock and relief evident in their voice. "He's awake!"
