His eyes opened as his expression grew groggy. A discomforted groan escaped him as he felt pain the first thing he woke up. A headache and a migraine washed over his entire mind, halting any and all mentally strenuous thought processes he had been indulging in.
He glanced around the room he was in with a confused expression.
A spacious medical ward for him exclusively, numerous medical instruments and machines were beside him, measuring his vitals through measuring instruments attached to his body.
What was odd, however, was its composition.
It was made from clouds.
"Ah…" A faint murmur escaped him as he recalled where he was.
The Heaven Sect.
They must have taken care of him after the conclusion of his battle.
His attention was drawn to a familiar presence next to him on the bed.
Amare was soundly asleep peacefully in bed next to him.
A small smile emerged on his face as his hand slowly brushed across her soft cheek.
