Chapitre 161: Depleting Resources

It felt like three hours. Ned thought. The pain, limbs being pulled apart, the twisted senses Ned had a hard time to follow. It was as if the plain existed in a completely different world, at a different time. It was… nauseating.

Like a kraken emerging from the depths of the ocean, Ned's stomach growled. He could feel it, the depletion of energy, his arms feeling lifeless, his craving for more food, his mind swaying back and forth. Ned couldn't take the feeling of being weak both internal and external.

Without having to think of etiquette, Ned chomped the remaining meat. Fork flicked together with a knife, he held the meat with both hands. Yet, his mind wondered, what in the actual fuck was that? He thought.

A knock then came in through. "Master, Ned?" The voice behind the hollow door said. The voice went through without hesitation, as if instructed to call Ned a master.