After nightfall, he extinguished the lamp and crawled into the tent. Ever since he was startled awake by an explosion the night before, he hadn't slept well, and his rest on the couch inside the car wasn't particularly restful either.
Now that the master had returned, Little Haid somehow felt more at ease. As he lay down in the tent, he only tossed and turned twice before falling asleep.
Perhaps it was psychological, but he felt as if he could sense an indescribable sweetness in the air with each breath.
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Haid slept until mid-morning the next day before waking up.
Upon waking, he felt full of energy and refreshed, as though this sleep had truly replenished him.
After waking up, his mind was clear, his whole body felt relaxed, not out of weakness but because that sleep had left him feeling completely rejuvenated, erasing the fatigue of many days.
