In the infirmary.
The wounded ones after getting treated were placed on the bed.
Joey, who had been knocked out by a sound attack, opened his eyes and stared at the white ceiling above his head.
A splitting headache assaulted him and he pressed his forehead trying to massage it to lessen the pain.
"Argh!" A small groan escaped from his lips and he felt his ears hurt.
His ears were still ringing with a noise similar to a hammer hitting the walls which made his vision flurry.
He felt a bit restless and lay on the bed while trying to relax a bit.
"Alex!!That bastard.." Joey muttered while gritting his teeth.
"Did you call me?"
Joey heard an unfamiliar voice and tilted his head to see an elegant figure sitting while skidding the pages of a book.
"You...what are you doing here?" He spoke with a surprised expression.
His body trembled subconsciously and he closed his ears out of instinct.