"Ugh..." Rosen groaned as he woke up with a headache. He looked around and muttered, "Where am I?"
The last thing he remembered was that he was going to talk to Duke Hilbert Hall along with the other two enemy factions. He frowned as he could not remember clearly, his memory still a bit fuzzy.
"Hiss, why does my body and face hurt so much, and why the hell am I bandaged like this?" Rosen muttered in complete bewilderment as he looked at his arms, which were wrapped in white bandages.
He stood up and walked toward the mirror. He was dumbfounded, and even snot leaked from his nose. "Who is that?"
The reflection in the mirror showed a man whose face was completely swollen like a pig's, with injuries running across it.
Creak.
"Lord Rosen, you have finally woken up," an attendant rushed in, his eyes lighting up when he saw Rosen standing, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
"What happened to me?" Rosen asked blankly, looking at the attendant.
