Frostbound

I woke to a sharp pain in my face. Immediately, I jumped up and surveyed for threats in the room but only found Austin.

As my mind came more into focus, I found out that One, he had slapped me, and Two, my body was not in a condition to be making sudden movements.

"Ow, what the hell was that for!" I said while rubbing my face.

"You needed to wake up and shaking didn't work. It was either that or water, and I didn't feel like getting water." Austin said with a shrug of his shoulders. Like it was completely natural.

"Why am I being hit in the first place?" He could have let me sleep off the pain from the fight at least. It felt like some healing was done, but not a lot.

"You need to be awake to use [Meditation]." He replied.

Darn. He was right, keeping that skill active would help the most for my recovery. If it wasn't for a good reason I was going to hit him back. Being healed in my sleep sounded better because there wasn't any pain to be felt, but this was better. I couldn't afford to spend all day in bed.

Some things needed to be done and the sooner they were, the better.

I didn't even ask about Granddad, I saw the wound and there was no coming back from that. Without anything else to say, I started up [Meditation] to speed up my recovery.

It was about an hour after the fight that Austin woke me up based on the sun, and a few more of using [Meditation] and healing before I was up and walking around. I would use it more tonight to finish the job, but it was good enough for now.

I had scars from the lightning covering my body along with white lines from where the boss took artistic liberty with my body. At this point, my body was more scar than skin.

There had to be a way to get rid of them or else everyone in the multiverse would be covered in scars. Maybe evolution did the trick? Or maybe we just didn't have healers skilled enough?