The moment Kallen felt a little semblance of clarity, he popped a pill into his mouth. Looking into the pill bottle, he had only about seven of them left, before he would have to go back to waiting for his regeneration trait to patch him up.
It tasted bitter and strong, like herbs—and Kallen was only now truly acknowledging its taste for the first time. Being deprived of his senses, even though for only a short while, made him appreciate them all the more.
As his body began to mend, the blisters from heat on his skin burst and peeled away, revealing healthier, fresh skin beneath.
The smell of damp earth and lush grasses was the first to hit him, drifting into his nose just before his eyes fully regained focus.
Kallen took in his surroundings, a vivid scenery of natural life unfolding before him.
