I woke up back in my bed. I was fully clothed, but with no shoes. The covers were tucked up tight under my chin, which was sweet of Remi, but I was boiling hot beneath. The sudden thought that he was sweet wasn't helping that heat either.
My limbs felt heavy when I tried to move them. It was similar to when I did a rigorous training session, but without all the soreness. My shoulder still ached though. I pushed the covers back and sat up slowly. It felt like the room was spinning. I don't think I had ever used up so much power at once. I knew it took a while to regenerate. A weight settled down next to me on the bed as the shadows grew into a shape. I flipped the nightstand lamp on then turned to see Remi looking rather serious.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"I think your mother has something planned for you."
I quirked an eyebrow. "That's nothing new. She always has plans for me."
"No, I mean with this ritual. I think it's about you."