Zoemi woke up not in the sickbay bed that he remembered going to after the announcement of his duel – and losing consciousness right after throwing up blood - but rather in his room in the...
...Banemor mansion...
|Huh...? Did Benevirau check up on me and panic seeing me knocked out? Not good – what about the final fight? I promised to help out Ehmi not to get married and the other representatives of the Victueo family were already defeated... Also, it would straight up look bad for me if I didn't show up. With time stopped for everyone else, it just looked like no fighting happened, didn't it, Ludier?|
He thought to himself with a frown, directing the question to the unique shadow of the dead ice magician...
|Ludier?|
He asked again, not sure why there is no answer from the unique shadow living rent-free in his mind, while staring at the ceiling, feeling overwhelming numbness spreading all over his body as if he didn't move around for a whole week.
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