Adam slowly opened his eyes.
The last thing he remembered was Relana and her long sword.
Now, he was still in her atelier, but they had left the training hall some time ago.
"Wait…" Adam muttered as he hurried to sit up, only to stop when a wave of pain shot through his body.
He grimaced, clutching something beneath his hands.
Looking around, Adam realized he was sitting in a large leather armchair in the corner of Relana's atelier. His chest and arms were covered in bandages. Even with the help of Relana's Operator, it was impossible to heal all his wounds at once.
Ahead of him stood Relana. She was standing in front of three mannequins, selecting the right fabric and shape for Adam's future suit. For now, she hadn't yet begun working on Silvana's outfit for the Radiant Branch.
"Oh, you've finally come to," Relana said without looking his way. She held a pair of sharp scissors in her hands as she cut off a long piece of fabric.
