"Ah..."
William opened his eyes, and started into blank space for a short while.
Suddenly, he recalled what happened previously and was filled to the brim with excitement and energy.
However, when he tried to move up, a sharp pain coursed through his body and rendered him unable to move.
"Ouch. I guess I should have expected this amount of fatigue."
After all, the fire salamander, although young, used up all his energy for him to manage to barely take it down.
It was at this moment that he realised he was weak. He needed more power, more strength.
I need to heal quickly to go back to training!
As William was thinking of that and mumbling to himself, the door to the room he was in opened.
Two really worried figures came running towards the boy.
"Are you alright, son?"
"You worried us sick!"
William looked up and smiled at his parents.
"Don't worry, I'm fine. But, where's the boy? I haven't seen him since I woke up."
His father signed when he heard the question.
"He's currently resting next door. Don't worry about him; you're injured yourself, aren't you?"
William nodded and decided not to pry any further.
"Please rest, we will not be disturbing you."
His parents walked out of his room and closed his door.
He closed his eyes and tried to sleep, but he has too many things on his mind that it kept him awake the entire time.
That boy... He's pretty good, huh? He managed to fight alongside me with little training prior. Wait a minute, I keep on forgetting to ask what his name is! I have to do that the next time I see him...
After a few hours, he woke up to the sound of the door opening.
"I'm sorry, did I wake you?"
William shook his head.
"No, I was going to wake up even if you were not going to enter the room."
"Great; here's your dinner."
Shocked by what he just heard, he spoke up to clarify what he just heard.
"Dinner? It's that late already?"
His mother nodded and placed his tray of food on the table next to him.
"Yes dear. Now. Are you able to eat by yourself, or would you like me to feed you?"
"Mum, I'm already 10 years old. I can eat by myself." William said this while blushing slightly.
"Okay then."
His mother took a chair, placed it beside his bed, sat down, and looked at him, smiling.
William was a bit confused, but he tried picking up the spoon and fork to eat his dinner.
After trying a few bites with great difficulty, he realised that he was unable to finish the meal by himself, so he turned to his mother, who was watching him affectionately.
Reluctantly, William asked if the offer she provided a few moments ago was still available.
"Mum, would you mind feeding me, please?"
His mother looked at him warmly, and agreed with a wide smile across her face.
She has been expecting this the entire time, hasn't she?