'Wake up, Orym…. Wake up, Orym,' Jinro's voice sounded nearly demonic.
'Why can't you comprehend? The man of ten thousand skills, yet you're on the road to master so little. Wake Up! Orym! Wake up and see your world retaken from you! So close yet so far. Alchemy, Arrays, Sword, Polearm, Soul, and Body, Where is your progress?! Orym, Wake up!'
"Uuhhhh! Haaaa!"
I shot up from the bed. My eyes were wide, and my heart was pounding as I heaved. My breathing slowed, Situ Qing stared at me with a frightened look. Cautiously reaching out, she managed to put her hand on my shoulder.
"Orym, you're soaking wet." Said Situ Qing, worried.
I didn't reply.
