Damien was looking at the panel in front of him. It wasn't anything bad. It just showed him a passive skill he had no idea existed.
[System Status: Recovery Mode – Passive Healing Active]
He soon gave another mental command as he didn't want to mutter something odd in the room in the presence of others. "Condition of my summons?"
[Summons Condition: Fenrir (Guarding), Cerbe (Ground Sweeping), Skylar (Recovery Cycle), Aquila (With Arielle), Luton (Storage Mode)]
The hush of the room pressed against Damien's ears like water.
His body was still, but his thoughts buzzed—quiet, heavy, unfinished. Arielle sat beside him, chin resting on her knuckles, her legs crossed and foot bouncing lightly against the floor.
"You said something," she said, her voice soft but not hesitant. "Before you passed out. Something about a sixth."
Damien didn't answer immediately.
