'How can they know that it's the Tiger King who wounded him and not me? And when will this beast veil effect wear off?'
Aries' consciousness had returned, but pain still assaulted his brain. He now lay on the bed where he had been placed, struggling to come to terms with everything.
The wolves seemed kinder than the tigers. Unlike the Tiger King's people, who had tortured him the moment they suspected him of being aligned with the wolves, these ones had done the opposite. Here, his injury, an injury they themselves had inflicted in panic, had been treated, and he had been given a bed to rest on.
'System, what exactly is going on?' Aries asked internally. He needed someone or something to arrange his thoughts properly.
[Just as you thought, Host. You are now in the wolf territory, and they have assumed you to be a tiger beast. The injury was inflicted out of panic, and you have since been laid to rest.]
