Minutes later, Lunara opened her eyes, looking at an unfamiliar blurry ceiling. This wasn't the skulls and bones of her dark castle in the abyss, she couldn't smell the rancid scent of rot and ash. Silence, not a single soul is crying, screaming, or weeping outside.
She sat up, rubbing her eyes as memories quickly flooded her mind. She wasn't recovering from a normal injury, but having her whole body recreated. It takes time to fully wake up.
After a second of adjusting to this new body, her vision finally cleared out. Blood rushed into her veins, and she could feel warmth spreading across her whole body.
The pale figure watching her from across the room said in a quiet tone, "That looks decent." Lunara's new body seems to have come out as expected and without any defect.
