Alister groaned softly as he stirred, blinking his eyes open to find himself lying flat on the cold, overgrown field of the abandoned stadium.
He slowly pushed himself up, his muscles aching from the aftermath of the intense awakening process. His head throbbed slightly, and his vision was still a bit hazy.
He sat up, running a hand through his messy hair.
'An... Abyss void... Mar'Garet.'
'My disciple...'
"Ugh... How long was I out?" he muttered to himself. His heart was still pulsing with the residual energy of the awakening, but the intense pain had faded.
"My Lord!" Terra's voice broke through his foggy thoughts as she approached him.
"You did it."
Draven also bowed his head. "Congratulations, my lord." he said.
Alister gave them both a faint smile, still catching his breath. "Thanks, Terra, Draven."
