Buji's head was still spinning as the weight of what had happened pressed heavily on his chest. The sterile scent of the clinic disturbed his sense of smell as he slowly sat up. He wasn't sure if he now felt lighter from what had happened, or just drained from everything he had been through. Either way, he had barely gotten his bearings when—
SLAM!
The door of the ward of the clinic he was in flew open with a force that rattled the walls. He flinched, and looked at the direction of the door. He instinctively braces himself from the impact the thud has caused, not until he heard his voice.
"So, you are awake now," a man's voice shot out. "But I warned you not to involve in that raid! Not until you've learnt a few things during our lessons!"
"Instructor...Hay?" Buji called outt to be sure.
"Don't instructor me," he barked. Then calmly he said, "Are you even that reckless with your own life?"
