Kai woke up in the infirmary.
"What? How did I-"
He took immediate notice that his mouth was back and completely healed. His shirt and armour had been removed as well. What little there would have been left of them, anyway.
He immediately noticed that his illusion magic had worn off during his state of unconsciousness.
He readied his shadow magic, ready to take on anyone in his way.
"Don't tell me. Next time you come in here, we'll have to reattach a limb or something."
Kai looked over to the origin of a voice he'd heard only recently.
A man with silver-streaked hair and half-moon spectacles looked over a piece of parchment. He cared not of Kai's appearance.
"You-"
"Put that magic away, boy. I made an oath to heal, not harm, but I can undo the healing I provided for you and do much worse. I've told nobody about your..." The doctor looked at Kai's eyes and ears with intrigue. "...peculiarities."
