"How rich are you?" Healer Hendrix asked him.
Sylvester hummed and changed the topic. "How long until Sir Dolorem wakes up?"
A short silence later, Hendrix took out a vial of some strange potion and floated it near Sir Dolorem's nose. "With this, he should be waking up in an hour. Since I used healing magic, he will feel no pain if everything went right."
"Will his mind be in confusion?" Sylvester asked seriously.
"It will be for a short duration. This is common among patients who wake up."
"Oh! Strap him! Quick!" Sylvester rushed quickly and started tying Sir Dolorem's arms to the operating table.
Healer Hendrix asked no questions and tied Sir Dolorem's legs, followed by the head. Only after everything was done he glanced at Sylvester for answers.
