Aectaeon opened his eyes groggily.
The first thing he saw was the white ceiling of the lobby. He blinked a few times to remove the sleepiness left in his system.
After getting enough energy, which took him more than ten minutes to do, he slowly got up. As soon as he was upright, he met gazes with Ralkias.
"Oh, you're awake?" Ralkias asked, yawning thereafter.
Aectaeon just nodded. Despite having taken a nap, he felt even more tired. He needed more than a couple of hours of sleep to recover.
Perhaps, a day's worth of sleep will be enough?
"How many hours before the mass transmigration?" Aectaeon asked as he wiped his eyes with the edge of his cape.
Ralkias looked at the panels, narrowing his eyes as he got the answer.
"There's only twenty-five minutes left. Look around you; the other players are agitated."
