After a week of treatment, like predicted, Clark was finally discharged as Emily escorted him back to his room.
For the whole week, he didn’t taste any food, he was only placed on drips. So, on getting back, Emily decided to start preparing food for him as he laid lazily on his bed.
During his time recovering in the medical bay, he already re-watched his battle with the Emperor. The strength of his self-created technique still left him astonished. He could not simply make heads nor tail of it at the moment.
“I guess I was missing a lot”. He muttered in resignation.
He felt like he was really a country bumpkin before, not knowing about self-created techniques. How could he have been living without such an op knowledge?
“Ignorance is really a curse”.