[DING!]
"Shit." Rafel frowned as the systems alert in his head blazed him awake. Sunlight was pouring in through the windows of the cabin, dampened to saffron by the forest's mists.
[MANA CORE AT CRITICAL LEVEL!]
[Life essence depleted! System recommends you consider immediate resuscitation. Host is likely to burnout soon. The Apollyon should seek sustenance. Options are currently being calculated.
Total power at minus sixty percent!]
[DING!]
[STRENGTH: 65
HEALTH: 40
STAMINA: 15
NUTRITION: 50
. . .]
More glinting red panels appeared: it was much too bright for his recovering vision. Rafel, in haste blinked away the holograms. If his injury didn't kill him, all the loud ringing in his head just might. The cabin was empty again. He was alone—thank fuck the squirrel was gone. But he missed his curvy, witchy nurse. She'll be back soon, he reckoned. He had slept into the afternoon.