Toz woke up. He was a little surprised himself since it felt like he had overexerted himself a little more than he should have while finishing his clone. His headache wasn't completely gone, and when he opened his eyes and tried to sit up, Toz felt like someone had smashed his head against the floor a couple of hundred times. It also felt like his body didn't quite fit him, but Toz didn't know what to make of that sensation, and before he could do anything, he was overwhelmed by what greeted his open eyes.
The headache threatening to split his skull apart had been so bad Toz thought the colors he saw were due to that, especially when he moved his head around. But when he sat still for an extended period of time and let the headache settle enough for him to use his brain again, Toz realized that the colors weren't due to a concussion or an injury. It was due to the mana filling the air.
