Ezra awoke with a grunt. Pain was apparent all over his body, with a headache worse than before.
Normally, he'd cultivate, invigorating himself with mana to wipe away fatigue.
But he couldn't do that today, as the pent up fatigue didn't allow it.
His body rebelled against its misuse, and Ezra complied, going back to sleep.
Meanwhile, Fredrick was solely investigating Black Jaws's ongoing activities.
He woke up after an unknown amount of time, still tired, but not as much as before.
With groans, he got to his feet, only to kneel, a single thought in his mind.
'So hungry!'
He took food from his space ring, shoving it down his throat.
Minutes passed as he ate his fill, bread crumbs and fruit juices littering the floor at the end of it.
He sat, taking breaths to calm himself as he regained his reason, but he was too tired to think clearly.
Once again, he shut his eyes, heading back to la-la land.
Ezra awakes once more.
Not willingly but out of necessity.
