"Goddamn it!"
The voice barely croaked out of his lips as excruciating pain in multiple places consumed Ulysses. His chest heaved in heavy pants, gasping for air. His muscles spasmed as he writhed in pain on the ground.
Finding struggling only made him feel more of the excruciating pain, he stopped and rested on the cold floor. Even with his resistance, the pain was too awful. Not just the pain, his body was exhausted to no end, as if he completed a fifty-mile marathon in a sprint.
It was probably because of the sudden shift in two body states, his mind took some time to oscillate it.
Calming himself, he worked his sight, looking at the surroundings.