Emery woke up in a room reminiscent of his own. However, the larger space, the different color of the wall and the view of the mountain range with countless waterfalls by the window wasn't in sight, ensuring he hadn't opened his eyes in his room.
Sitting up, the last thing he remembered was the feeling of an invisible hand dragging him in the air as well as a thousand needles prickling his insides. The face of a beautiful woman, paler than white with blood-red bountiful lips came into his mind, her name was Grand Magus Zenoia. She did something that caused a feeling of pain and pleasure, but, after that, only nothingness.
Then, the thought of the Magus Games entered his mind. Not knowing how much time had passed since he had been unconscious, he finally got out of bed and of the room.
