Thud!
I fell on the ground as I walked out of the teleportation gate; the last attack took too much of me. It left me weak and shaking but Ive survived, and that is all that matters.
"Lord Micheal!"
Several voices said as I fell and came to help me, but I rejected their help. I took a couple of deep breaths before slowly getting up. The weakness had come because I had used too much energy at the time of instant; it won't take me long to recover enough to function normally.
"Let's go; I have to brief Lord Whitman about the mission," I said to one of the assistants of lord Whitman who was waiting by the teleportation gate.
He nodded after a moment of hesitation, and we walked toward lord Whitman's office.
Click!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!