"Ugh…"
Syvestian let out a pained groan, feeling the heaviness on his head as he regained consciousness. Opening his eyes, he saw an unfamiliar ceiling. He was lying down on his bed in the Redridge Mansion.
Is it over? He thought to himself as he pulled himself up. Well, fuck, I didn't expect that modifying transmigration would take up all my mana and energy. I thought I had more than half of my strength back.
He looked around, only to see his companions sitting on the couch next to the bed, sleeping peacefully. Cimmerian was in the middle, Kian and Lysander were leaning onto him. Dolunay was leaning onto Kian, while on the other side, Milera was leaning on Lysander with Ezio lying on her lap, completely taking up the space of the couch.
From the looks of it, Lysander has been touched up and healed up completely. He looks completely healthy again. He was still a vampire, his regeneration was simply slower than others.
