When Dean woke up the next day, he was feeling much better than before. In truth, he was feeling great. He almost had the urge to go work out. He only prevented himself from doing so because he knew that his body needed proper rest.
'What's causing this kind of feeling on me? I only felt like this when I was an Ascendant... A night of rest was enough to get my wounds healed and my muscles rested. I can feel that I am far from being 100%, but my mind is running at full speed,' he wondered, rubbing his face.
'Also, I never slept like this ever since the raid on Refuge Sarah. I am always wary of my surroundings, so I never fell into a profound sleep. This night was completely different.'
Dean looked at his trembling hands, which were showing how exhausted his body really was.
'The evidence shows that I am not okay, though. What a strange thing...'
