As I had nothing else to do here, I found a calm place next to the base's wall and let my body fall on the ground. I was tired! Got out a few pieces of meat and drank mouthful gulps of the water I had.
Then I closed my eyes and slept like a baby.
My sleep lasted for a blink of an eye for me. At some point, I felt someone holding my shoulders and shaking me in a violent way.
"What?!!" I hurriedly opened my eyes, jolted to my feet and instantly took out my swords. I was ready to fight, fight even the one who woke me up.
Who would wake someone up in such a violent way except for that maniac jumper?
"Rise and shine, sleepy boy," the jumper's hoarse voice came and I felt a hint of a smile over his covered face with that ugly mask of his.
"Damn you," I didn't let my interrupted sleep go without shouting in anger. Who in his right mind would go and wake people in such a harsh way?
