My eyes snapped open, staring at a white ceiling above me.
My mouth snapped open as I sucked in a deep breath. I felt my muscles contract as I sat up, my hand clutching at the covers that was draped over me.
I looked around the room I was in, feeling the air fill and empty my lungs as I scanned my surroundings, finding three more beds, two across the room and one in the corner right next to mine.
People were sleeping, three unknowns, possible threats, and an unknown location. I reached for my waist, finding the absence of a hilt sending a jolt through my body, my very unfamiliar body.
I looked down at myself, seeing some light blue nightwear on my body.
It was comfortable, though, so there was that...
I looked down at my hand... No callouses... Where did my medals for hard work go?
I got out of bed quietly, looking down at my body, which was shorter than I remembered. Moving was slightly awkward, and...
I pressed a hand to my chest, then slid my palm down to my abdomen.
Where did my muscles go?
I blinked and felt around for a bit longer. Yup, they were gone, even flexing them had minimal results. What happened to my body?
I looked around for a moment, observing the room I was in more closely, it looked like a shared room one of the lower-class students would have in the academy.
Weird.
I spied a door near my bed and walked over, my footing slightly shaky to adjust to the shorter frame I had, but the body's natural instincts were coming back to me gradually.
Opening the door, I looked at what seemed like... a bathroom.
The area at the far wall was...
Shower.
A shower, as my mind supplied, I sighed, walking over to the mirror and looking into it, staring at my reflection.
I was blonde... Alright, I guess.
I looked down at my clothing, my hand instinctively going to the zipper... Zipper? That allowed me to take it off to stare at myself unobstructed.
Where the hell are my muscles?
I took a deep breath and leaned against the sink... I also needed to figure out how I knew these things, but that could be done later.
I closed my eyes, focusing on myself for a moment. If I didn't have my body, didn't have the efforts of my hard work, there still had to be my mana. The body change could be reversed, whatever fool decided to mess with me would be punished, I just had to find the grand wizard to return me back to my own flesh.
My men should have already figured out that whoever was in my body wasn't me.
After a few seconds, I felt it... or more specifically, the absence of it.
There was something else, more wild, less controlled, as if recently woken up and making its displeasure known.
There was a lot of it, but I didn't know what it was.
I reached in, grasping it and I felt a rush throughout my body. I could feel my heart thumping in my chest and I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down.
"Oh, you're awake, Jaune?"
My head snapped to the door, watching an admittedly stunning woman with red hair, her green eyes stared into mine.
I just... stared. Of course, I did, I was a hot-blooded male, and she was a beautiful woman.
Pyrrha.
My mind provided me with a name, but I was still unresponsive, keep staring.
"Are you okay, Jaune?"
I blinked and nodded. That was my name, yes.
"Yeah, I'm okay, Pyrrha..."
I nodded. There was silence for a few seconds as we just looked at each other before I decided to speak up again.
"Can I get some privacy?"
Her shoulders jumped slightly as if she just realized that she was staring at me while I was half-naked, in the bathroom.
"A-ah, yes of course, sorry."
She closed the door, leaving me alone in the bathroom.
I hummed thoughtfully, looking back at the mirror... Whoever thought about switching my body with someone else, should have thought about switching it with someone who wasn't a teenager.
I was not much older, but still, I doubted someone with such little experience could lead my men.