Chapter 225: The next step
Irwin groaned as he woke up.
Seriously… this has got to stop, he thought as he felt a dull throbbing pain in his head that seemed to originate from his soulscape. His lips were dry, and his stomach so empty it felt like he would need to finish an entire charbull to not feel hungry.
How many times was he going to wake up after being knocked out by something?
Well, I guess we made it unless the inside of a chaosspace monster feels like a soft bed.
Taking a deep breath, he forced his eyes open. He was looking at a familiar wooden ceiling, and it took him a few moments before he remembered where he knew it from.
I'm home!
He was about to move when a soft voice whispered beside him.
"Kid. Don't make too much noise unless you want shouting people in your room!"
Something about it was odd, but Irwin ignored that in favor of turning his head sideways to find Ambraz on the pillow.
"You've been out cold for two weeks, so if you make a peep, your mom and the others are going to burst in, shouting questions," Ambraz said.
This time, Irwin realized what was weird. Ambraz's words had been said straight into his mind.
How, he thought, frowning confused.