"Hmm..."
Inside the hut, Theo raised a hand to his head and scratched it. He could feel a dull, throbbing headache pulsing behind his forehead.
Then everything that had happened came rushing back to him.
And the realization made his eyes widen, and he dropped heavily on his butt.
He looked down at himself, only to find that he was wearing normal clothes and no armor.
His breathing hitched as his trembling hand moved toward the hem of his shirt and slowly pulled it up.
'There's no way…'
Where there should have been a gaping hole in his abdomen, there was only a scar instead.
"I am alive…" Theo's voice wavered; he couldn't help but feel a little too emotional at the simple realization that he had even woken up at all.
"Did you really think you would die on my watch, son?"
Theo turned his head. His father sat quietly in the corner of the hut, with no one in the hut apart from the two.
