[30 Minutes Later]
Lillian's eyes twitched under her eyelids, her body feeling hot. Eventually, she opened her eyes, albeit slowly, as she adjusted to the brightness of a... Unfamiliar room.
She glanced down, finding herself lying on a clean hospital bed. She raised her gaze, looking towards the side and at the light blue curtains surrounding her.
Her eyes then fell to a bedside table with a bowl of apples and a small plate beside it. And next to it was a small wooden stool.
Moving her gaze away from the wooden furniture, she looked up at the pure white ceiling, which... Was awfully polished to a degree to where she saw a glimpse of her reflection.
Could it be... She was in a hospital? The academy's medical ward, to be exact?
'Was the cut that bad...?'
Tilting her head, she gazed down at her body, finding that the outfit she had worn in the match had been stripped off her body.
Replaced with a light blue, thin fabric, long-sleeved shirt and pants.
