I woke up with a groan, my head pounding and my body feeling like it had been trampled by a herd of elephants. The room was dim, a soft light filtering through the curtains. Every muscle ached, and a wave of nausea rolled over me as I tried to sit up. I fell back against the pillows, panting. It's like I'm going to colapse if I get up.
"What happened to me?" I muttered, my voice hoarse.
The events of the previous day came rushing back. The duel, the strain of using too much magic, and the exhaustion that had overwhelmed me. It must have taken a toll on my body. I felt feverish, my skin clammy, and my head felt like it was stuffed with cotton.
What should I do now, should I just stay here but I have to go to class maybe later but and what if nobody get to see me, I am going because nobody will see that I'm not here.
