The first thing he saw after opening his eyes was Agnes staring back at him. She sat cross-legged with his head resting on her lap.
"You're awake," she said. "Congratulations..."
That meant everything went well. He let out a breath of relief. "How long did it take?"
"Not too long, I believe," she said. "I woke up to find you—"
He rose from her lap to sit upright, only to find his clothes missing. A blanket covered his body, which was almost completely bare underneath. Thankfully, he still had his underwear, though it was in poor condition, torn and soaking wet with sweat.
"What happened to my clothes?" he blurted. He didn't remember removing them but looked around to find no sign of them, only his torn inner vest. They were still in the godfallen chamber, though it was completely empty now. He had stored the most valuable items—the sceptre and the corpse of a traitor god.
