"Muria, are you sure you want to look for the dragons in your current state?" Troy looked at the drowsy Muria standing on the ruins of the castle of Yunyu, the Nine-Tailed Evil Dragon, his face etched with a hint of worry. The impression Muria currently gave others was that he could fall asleep at any moment.
"Yes, I'm sure." Muria gives a forced smile as he desperately tries to keep her spirits up and maintain a clear mind. His mental state resembles that of an extremely exhausted human desperately trying to stay awake, enduring wave after wave of fatigue, which was a very uncomfortable feeling.
If his will slackened for even a second, he would succumb to sleep. However, short bursts of sleep could still be overcome with consciousness, and Muria had a hard time maintaining the sharpness he possessed before consuming the Elemental Heart.
