As I came back to consciousness, a sweet scent of flowers came to my nose. My eyes opened to the strange seclusion of the room, which had a bed, two tables on my sides with flower vases. The window on my right spread warm sunlight into the cold room. I was lying on the bed, my head getting heavier as I tried to cope with the events that happened during the match. “I wonder how many days have passed,” I said and tried to get up but to no avail. “What?” I tried to lift my arm but the response I got back was a strange but familiar numbness. “Wait is this…” I tried and easily moved my head and sighed, “The pain-relieving spell. Come on…” I concentrated hard and managed to move my right arm despite the numbness and found it intact though completely covered in thick bandages. “Huh…I thought I

