"The Fated One? What happened to you?" Thalon's voice came from the side, laced with concern.
Leon abruptly opened his eyes and saw everyone staring at him with anxious expressions.
"What's going on? Why are you all looking at me like that?" he asked, confused, while gently massaging his temples.
A dull throb pulsed in his head, sending waves of discomfort through his skull.
Thalon let out a sigh of relief and explained, "Just now, you looked completely dazed and didn't move an inch. We were getting worried and were about to ask the elders for help when you suddenly snapped out of it. We're just glad you're okay."
His words caught Leon off guard. He frowned and asked, "How long was I out?"
Elina, who stood close by, answered in a worried tone, "About five minutes, Young Master. Did something happen? If you tell me, I can report it to my sister and ask for her help."
Leon was quiet for a moment, then let out a soft sigh.
