Chapter 235
"Wh… wh…where am I?" Grey muttered, his voice hoarse and weak as his blurry vision gradually adjusted.
A blinding white light flooded his sight, forcing him to squint. The ceiling above him was sterile and smooth—too clean, too unfamiliar.
The soft, sterile scent of medicine tickled his nose. He shifted slightly, and only then realized he was lying on a bed. Confused, he tried to sit up when—
"Woah there! Easy, kid. You shouldn't be moving around yet."
A familiar voice cut through the haze.
Turning his head, Grey's vision cleared enough to recognize Instructor Magnus standing nearby, arms folded, a calm but watchful expression on his face.
Around the room, his teammates lay in their own beds, eyes wide open and fixed on him with a mixture of concern and curiosity.
"Wh…what happened? Why are we here?" Grey asked, his voice strained. His hand instinctively moved to his chest.
