Mitsuki felt out of place for a few moments. The last thing he remembered was absorbing the Ash Curse from the kingdom, so all he could do was look at Ellegaard with a tired, bored expression.
"My organs, you say…" he said, his voice dull, very different from the nervousness he usually showed when talking to others.
He looked down—he was covered in clean blankets in a place whose walls looked like they were about to collapse. He raised his only hand beneath the sheets to check what had happened to his wounds, but Ellegaard intervened.
"Stop. One wrong move and I'll disintegrate you, tick."
Mitsuki lowered his hand, confused. Then he returned his gaze to the ceiling and stayed completely still. Even if he didn't know what had happened, he could already tell he was in serious trouble.
"I thought I was going to die; my entire torso was destroyed, along with my arm and my leg. You…"
