Altair opened his heavy eyes after so long. He didn't remember how long had he been sleeping, but Altair hadn't been sleeping for two days straight, on top of his dried wounds and also his over exhaustion after beating that Giant Wasp. It was fortunate enough that he could still open his eyes.
His eyes observed around. He was inside a room with modest decoration and a low ceiling. It was pretty weird for him to stay inside this kind of space since he was used to living in luxury with his parents status.
Altair looked around to find no one until the door was opened from outside, and a man came to him with a food trolley. He had a big, muscular body, but when he pushed the food trolled with one hand, the image looked very cute in Altair's eyes.
