When Alen woke up, he found himself in a room fit for a king, the bed was massive with delicate and yet beautiful woodwork, and the mattress was soft, getting up, Alen sat by the side of the bed and looked around trying to figure out where he was exactly.
The last thing he remembered was his battle with Kazu and how he had been soundly defeated, his heightened senses could pick up the sound of people talking on the other side of the door and even outside the window that was left wide open letting in the refreshing air as it gently blew past some curtains.
He got up still having trouble figuring out where he was, most of his cloth was replaced, someone had undressed him and changed his clothes and most of his wounds were healed. Walking to the window, Alen was greeted by a beautiful forest, with machines and soldiers running everywhere carrying supplies. But the thing that got his attention was the magical barrier around the area.