Finn senses came to him bit by bit as he regained consciousness.
He felt himself sitting on someone's lap and a warmth touching the surface of his body from above. The cold feeling Finn felt before he blacked out was receding under the influence of this warmth.
"Anatalia?" Finn said, identifying who was responsible for this.
Upon Finn's words, a face came down, obstructing Finn's view, trying to see if Finn was awake.
"It is me, Nagic." Nagic replied, a wide smile plastered to his face.
Seeing Nagic, Finn was startled leading to his head instantly clearing and regaining all his senses.
"Oh, Nagic!" Finn said, hovering in the air.
"Ah, My Lord. You shouldn't stress yourself too much! You have taken a lot of spiritual damage!" Nagic begged, trying to pull Finn back to his laps.
