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"Oh? You woke up?" the old woman in the infirmary asked when she noticed Aether stirring and opening his eyes.
"Y-Yeah," Aether mumbled, his head throbbing with dull pain as he slowly sat up, clutching his temples. The room spun slightly, and he took a moment to steady himself before asking, "What happened?"
The old woman explained that two young ladies had brought him in, unconscious. She had informed them that he had merely fainted from fatigue, but they had insisted on using healing potions and had almost caused a ruckus. In the end, she had to throw them out of the infirmary, but not before treating their wounds.
Aether chuckled softly, glancing out the window to see the sky already dark. The girls must have returned to their dorms by now. He then thanked the old woman for her care.