Seth's eyelids slowly parted, his blurry sight clearing with each blink as he sat up from the bed, assaulted with the sudden relief and stark clarity of his mind.
"Sleep really was," he muttered, as he stretched, his heart thrumming with heavy beats, his dense blood circulation bringing revitalizing chills with each passing flow.
He felt ready and high‑spirited. Glancing at his watch to confirm the time, he blinked in surprise.
"I've been out for 11 hours?" He quickly leapt from his bed in shock and hurry.
If his calculation was right, everything should be all set by now.
Tsk tsk, the mental fatigue was really more than he expected, but considering the series of events he passed through before even getting a wink of sleep…
From forging, to meetings, to allocations, to helping the division soldiers with ascension — the stress was accounted for.
Seth didn't bother to take a bath even though he preferred the flow of water on his skin. There was simply no time for that.
