Ancient Help
A warm gust of air brushed across Malon's graceful sleeping face, slightly swaying his mushroom hair to the side.
As the bright rays of sunlight broke through the mushroom canopies to hit his face, his eyes slowly opened.
He felt pain radiating through his entire body at once, so he knew he couldn't move. Still, he forced himself to lift his head and look down at his body.
He was covered from his hip down with a blanket, but above that, his entire body was bandaged. It seemed the bandaging was head-to-toe like a mummy.
He was on a bed in a fair-sized room. There was a window right beside him which he looked out of.
Down in the field below, he saw a training ground with 4 figures seemingly dueling together. Spread out around the large field were also more groups of other Hunter's training.
Multiple light footsteps approached from the hallway.
"Finally woke up huh?" Tyr said, entering the room and walking to the side of the bed.