บท 119: War's Dawn

The morning sun's rays filtered through Adam's windows, a gentle stream coming to nudge him out of his five-day sleep. A burst of chilly wind followed, carrying fresh air into his nostrils as his eyelids fluttered. Yet, the thing that forced him out of his torpor was the familiar daily notification.

DING

[Talent's daily use available. Use: Yes/No]

"Ahhh."

Slowly opening his eyes, he yawned and massaged them to chase sleep away.

With each movement, a symphony of crackings reverberated through the room as his denser bones settled against the tendons properly.

By reflex, he pressed yes before the haze covering his mind in a blanket dissipated.

Blinking once, then twice, he leapt to his feet as his heart drummed in his ears. Fists clenched, he lowered his head to check on his new form.

"Tsk. I was so tired that I forgot to remove my armor!"