As Arthur thought about the sword that had fused itself with him, he sighed and dropped to the ground weakly, the medics who were on standby came up to him immediately and put him on a stretcher, taking him to the infirmary.
They also did the same to Owen.
'I hope mom handles the aftermath for me, I feel like I'm gonna sleep for a few more days.'
While such thoughts were in his head, he passed out on the stretcher.
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"Tsk…"
Cattleya audibly clicked her tongue, scaring the two directors who thought she was somehow pissed at them.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing much, Arthur caused a commotion and he's probably expecting me to clean up after him."
Cattleya replied to Hades while pouting. The latter stared at her in confusion, wondering how she came to that conclusion. Noticing this, she spoke.
"Arthur and I have similar thought processes, if I caused such a commotion, I'd leave it to mum to clean up after me.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!