Supreme Man's eyes shot open.
The orcs that he had been stabbed by… the whole field where everyone had been fighting… it had vanished.
In its place was total silence that was broken by soft sounds.
'Where am I?' he thought, pushing himself up on the ground only to realize that his hands and legs were bound by wires that seemed to be even stronger than him.
He was in a room built for comfort, not like the training rooms in his GUILD.
It had golden walls, velvet drapes, and he could practically smell the suffocating luxury of a top-tier establishment.
It looked like a penthouse suite.
But something was wrong… terribly wrong... The soft sounds had turned into full blown moans.
He locked onto the source of the sound and it was on the monstrously large bed at the center of the room.
A cold nausea replaced the heat of battle in his gut.
He forced himself to look.
Splayed across the rumpled silk sheets with her face down was his sister, Yelena.
