Eventually, my eyes flickered open.
'Ugh... Huh...?'
Initially, I was only confused, waking up inside a soft bed with a ceiling above my head.
Of course. I should have been sleeping in the streets, so why...
And then I remembered.
"...!"
Jumping up, I hurriedly looked around the room, recalling what should have been the final moments, at least in regards to my freedom.
But, there was no one; just a room, relatively simple, with thick fabric tapestries hung over every wall, perhaps for insulation purposes, and strangely enough, no visible windows.
I sensed another presence in the room beyond the door, but it didn't seem to match what I briefly felt from any of the people from that Black Fang group...
"What..."
'What happened...?'
Just as I wondered that, I glanced down, belatedly realising I wasn't wearing the Villain's Vizard or Draconic Shadow anymore.
Instantly, my heart dropped.
"Where-- Oh..."
