"You are one resilient creature."
A loud, thunderous voice spoke.
Oliver felt his thoughts scatter and reform as he heard the voice.
'What happened? Did I lose consciousness?'
Oliver struggled to open his eyes.
The last thing he remembered was the golden armour solidifying around him. And before he knew what was happening, he was plummeting to the ground.
'Did I lose consciousness at that time?' He wondered.
For Oliver, losing his consciousness was a rare situation. After surviving all kinds of torture in the Abyss, he was used to excruciating pain and tiredness. So, how could he lose consciousness while he was in a comparatively better shape?
'Open, your damn eyes.'
Oliver screamed in his mind and tried to see. But his eyelids were heavy and difficult to move…
'...wait a minute…I don't feel my eyelids…'
'Where am I?'
Suddenly, Oliver stopped trying and lifted his head to turn around.
