It didn't take him long to return to the mage's market.
All though it was early in the morning, the market was bustling. Making his way through the crowd, he arrived back at the Magical Motel.
Ignoring the sign that read 'closed' across the door, Jayce pushed the door open as he entered the motel. Seeing that no one was in the lobby, Jayce assumed they hadn't returned yet.
His eyes watered as he held back a yawn.
All though he had slept a couple of hours not too long ago, he was already tired. Typically, he could last around a week before having to sleep if he didn't do anything too strenuous.
He was sure that if he wanted to, he could last longer than a week but after that set period, he started to become exhausted, mentally and physically.
Jayce assumed his tiredness was due to the fact of him losing his arm.
With nothing else to do as he waited for them to return, he made himself comfy on the couch in the lobby.
