Chapter 27 – Sleepless Nights
<span style="font-weight:400">— Leon Greyrat —
<span style="font-weight:400">Taking a sip of the stew, my lips curled into a frown.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Damn… it isn’t good, but it’s edible. Aisha and Norn have eaten Father’s cooking, so they should be able to stomach this.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Having spent the entire night awake, making sure no monsters came to visit us and ying the few that did, I tested the meat of the other two monsters I had killed to see if they were edible or not.
<span style="font-weight:400">Luckily, or perhaps, unluckily, the first one I had tried had been the only one that was harmful to the human body, a snake-like monster that tried to strike me from behind a rock, only to meet its end with a de of wind.
<span style="font-weight:400">The next one I tried was a sort of wolf-like creature, and while it wasn’t necessarily harmful to the body, with how bad it tasted, it might as well have been.
<span style="font-weight:400">I decided to keep a small portion of the meat for emergencies, but honestly… I hope we never got to that point.
<span style="font-weight:400">Let’s just say it wasn’t a detoxification spell that made me puke out that one.
<span style="font-weight:400">Andstly, there was some sort of bird monster that tried to swoop in for the snake’s corpse, only to be dispatched by a flick of my sword.
<span style="font-weight:400">This meat was safe, and most importantly, edible.
<span style="font-weight:400">While it wasn’t good by any stretch of the word, it would have to do.
<span style="font-weight:400">Since I didn’t have any spices or herbs to mask the disgusting aftertaste, I decided to make a stew, not only to get all the nutrients I could out of the meat, but also to make it tender so it was easy to swallow down.
<span style="font-weight:400">I really wish there was some sort of nt magic.
<span style="font-weight:400">Rudy always wondered if there were some derivatives like that and shadow magic, but our experiments never proved fruitful.
<span style="font-weight:400">A shame, considering the current circumstances.
<span style="font-weight:400">As there was no firewood or brush to be seen, I originally began cooking the stew with a constant application of fire magic, but soon enough, I realized that I could superheat the rocks to the point where they glowed red to provide a constant heat source until they naturally cooled off.
<span style="font-weight:400">And so, with my hands free from heating the pot, I crafted a set of nes, one for a sister each.
<span style="font-weight:400">With the string made out of thece from my shirt and the pendant made of a t stone, overall… it looked quite ugly.
<span style="font-weight:400">But I wasn’t making these for beauty, but rather for practicality.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Mmm… I just hope itsts long enough,” I mumbled to myself, letting my fingernail finish the final few lines of the magic circle.
<span style="font-weight:400">I’d need to replenish the mana a few times a day, but it should be good enough to keep the two safe.
<span style="font-weight:400">Letting the blood dry onto the rock, I then poured my mana into both of them, and upon lightly touching myself, I felt no resistance.
<span style="font-weight:400">Okay, that’s good.
<span style="font-weight:400">Would be bad if I couldn’t pick up my sisters, after all.
<span style="font-weight:400">I then took out my sword, and as I tried to bring down the de onto my hand, I was stopped just beforehand by a translucent barrier, the motion of my sword halting in midair.
<span style="font-weight:400">Perfect.
<span style="font-weight:400">This was the spell <em><span style="font-weight:400">Auto Shield</em><span style="font-weight:400">, an Intermediate-rank protection spell that blocked any iing attacks on the user, but still allowed harmless things to pass through it.
<span style="font-weight:400">It was also what I cast around the hut, as I would still want to go in and out when I needed to.
<span style="font-weight:400">I could understand how barriers worked.
<span style="font-weight:400">After all, it was just pure mana weaved into the object, the air, or the mana itself to create a strong defence.
<span style="font-weight:400">But… I still couldn’t understand how the automated part worked.
<span style="font-weight:400">What was harmful? What was dangerous? Could it be tricked?
<span style="font-weight:400">But ultimately, those questions were useless, especially in my current situation.
<span style="font-weight:400">It worked, and that was all that mattered.
<span style="font-weight:400">Getting food, creating barriers for Norn and Aisha, creating a sleeping mat out of fur… I was doing a bunch of useful things, sure, but ultimately… I was just avoiding the main issue.
<span style="font-weight:400">I… didn’t know what to do.
<span style="font-weight:400">I was just iling around and doing what I could, hoping I was covering the basics of survival before anything went wrong.
<span style="font-weight:400">And now that we were in a more stable position than yesterday, I needed to n.
<span style="font-weight:400">I needed to get my bearings and begin the journey back home and reunite with my family.
<span style="font-weight:400">Assuming that we were on the Demon Continent, which was more of a certainty than a possibility, there was only one way to the Central Continent.
<span style="font-weight:400">As the Ringus Sea was blocked by the Ocean Race and various monsters, and any path through the Heaven Continent was blocked by the Heaven Race and the steep terrain, the only way out of the Demon Continent was through a city in the south…. Wind Port, if I remember correctly.
<span style="font-weight:400">These were all things I had heard from Roxy and read in the books in the manor’s library, so while I would like to confirm, I was fairly certain that this was still the case.
<span style="font-weight:400">Now… if we were lucky, then we had been teleported to the south, and were only a few days away from the port in question.
<span style="font-weight:400">But that would be wishful thinking.
<span style="font-weight:400">I would only be guessing until we found out, so it was best to n for the worst.
<span style="font-weight:400">So, assuming we were in the very northern tip… it would be a long way back.
<span style="font-weight:400">A year, at least, to just get to the Holy Country of Millis, and after that, another year or two of travel would await us.
<span style="font-weight:400">Two to three years.
<span style="font-weight:400">And that was assuming nothing went wrong, such as sickness, injury, or any other detours.
<span style="font-weight:400">And after that… what about everyone else?
<span style="font-weight:400">I am sure that we would all n to meet up in our homnd, but how long would they wait until they decided to head out searching for us?
<span style="font-weight:400">While Paul may be a horrible husband, he was a good man, especially in stressful situations like these, so I had no doubt he would set out the moment he realized we weren’t there.
<span style="font-weight:400">Actually, he was probably doing that right about now, huh?
<span style="font-weight:400">Or at least soon, once the news reached him.
<span style="font-weight:400">But then again… it could already be toote-
<span style="font-weight:400">“Ah!” a quick p to my face cleared my head of such thoughts.
<span style="font-weight:400">Stop, Leon.
<span style="font-weight:400">Those thoughts were useless.
<span style="font-weight:400">Focus on the task at hand: getting Eris, Aisha, and Norn home, safe and sound.
<span style="font-weight:400">Everything else couldeter.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Huam~ Leon?” Eris yawned, walking out of the hut.
<span style="font-weight:400">Scratching her stomach with one hand and wiping her eyes with the other, she looks over at me. “Mornin~”
<span style="font-weight:400">…Well wasn’t she cheery?
<span style="font-weight:400">“Good morning, Eri. Are my sisters up?” I asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hm? No,” she shook her head. “Do you want me to wake them?”
<span style="font-weight:400">I nodded. “Please.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Quickly crafting four bowls out of earth magic, I then poured the stew into each, making sure everyone had an equal portion of meat, though there was less for Norn and Aisha, of course.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Morning Big Brother!” Aisha eximed, running over to me.
<span style="font-weight:400">Jumping onto my back, she wrapped her arms around my neck as she looked down at the stew.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Ooh! I was getting hungry!” she smiled.
<span style="font-weight:400">Taking a sniff, I could tell even without looking that her smile had morphed into a frown. “O-Ohh… that’s not… that’s not Mother’s cooking, is it?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“No, it’s not,” I shook my head. “But it’ll have to do. Now eat up. I’m going to give you two a quick wash, and then we’ll be walking again. Do you think you can carry the fur for me?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Mhmm! Of course!” she eximed.
<span style="font-weight:400">Such a good kid.
<span style="font-weight:400">“M-Morning, Brother,” Norn said, slowly walking up to us.
<span style="font-weight:400">Holding her stuffy close, she looked over at the charred corpses of the monsters before frowning.
<span style="font-weight:400">Yeah… I bet it was gross, huh?
<span style="font-weight:400">I was quite adaptable due to my maturity and having grown up with the Fangs of the ck Wolf, but such a sight must have been pretty jarring to an innocent girl like her, huh?
<span style="font-weight:400">She’d… have to get used to it, unfortunately.
<span style="font-weight:400">Oh yeah, that reminded me.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Before we eat, I want you two to wear these, okay?” I said, giving each of the barrier nes to the girls. “Don’t take it off, even if it’s annoying, okay? And tell me if you lose it right away.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Both of them nodded as I put a ne over each of their heads, letting the pendant rest on their chest.
<span style="font-weight:400">“There we go. Now, make sure to eat it all, even if it’s gross,” I said, passing them each a bowl.
<span style="font-weight:400">As the three began to eat, I was pleasantly surprised to see that Eris didn’t seem to mind the taste, and as for my sisters, while their grimaces exposed their disgust, they didn’t voice their displeasure.
<span style="font-weight:400">I was thankful for that.
<span style="font-weight:400">Maybe this journey wouldn’t be so bad after all.
<span style="font-weight:400">But… I was pretty tired already.
<span style="font-weight:400">I’d have to fight through that until we find civilization, but I just hoped my fatigue wouldn’t diminish my abilities too much.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Now, if we’re all done, we should get going,” I said, getting to my feet. “Let’s see if we can find a trace of civilization.”
<span style="font-weight:400">I just hoped that today would be as good as yesterday, and if I was lucky, even a little easier.
<span style="font-weight:400">— Leon Greyrat —
<span style="font-weight:400">It had been a week since I found myself transported to the Demon Continent, and while nothing bad had happened in this time, nothing good had either.
<span style="font-weight:400">We hadn’t found anyone.
<span style="font-weight:400">No vige, no settlement, not even a ruin of past civilization.
<span style="font-weight:400">It waspletely and utterly barren.
<span style="font-weight:400">There was only the dry steppes and the rocky mountainside we were following.
<span style="font-weight:400">That was our daily n.
<span style="font-weight:400">We would get up, have some breakfast, which was usually leftovers fromst night’s dinner, and then walk until someone got tired, where we would eat lunch before walking again.
<span style="font-weight:400">And then, as the sun began to set, I would make a shelter, hunt an edible monster for dinner, and then let the three sleep as I kept watch for any attackers while also trying to brainstorm a way out of this mess.
<span style="font-weight:400">Luckily, at this time, we hade across some vegetation for both eating and vouring, so our meals were a bit better, but I could tell… the constant travel was weighing down the group.
<span style="font-weight:400">Aisha and Norn specifically, though they tried not to show it.
<span style="font-weight:400">Even Eris, who was all smiles andughs when we first set out, was unusually quiet, and the only times she ever showed some excitement was when I let her take down a monster.
<span style="font-weight:400">I guess… I wasn’t a very good leader, huh?
<span style="font-weight:400">We should have definitely seen someone by now.
<span style="font-weight:400">Even if the Demon Continent was vast and barren, it couldn’t be that bad.
<span style="font-weight:400">But despite mypetence with the sword and magic, that didn’t mean I was a good explorer.
<span style="font-weight:400">Or perhaps, ‘adventurers’ was what we were right now.
<em><span style="font-weight:400">Groaaaah!!!</em>
<span style="font-weight:400">Hearing such a fierce roar, I noticed a cloud of dust in the distance that was slowly inching closer.
<span style="font-weight:400">No… that wasn’t just a cloud of dust, but rather, a stampede of monsters.
<span style="font-weight:400">One that was heading straight toward us.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Dammit,” I snarled. “Eri, keep them safe. Scream if you need help.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Unsheathing my sword, I then started sprinting toward the oing horde, though I could tell that I was slower than usual.
<span style="font-weight:400">Haa… I was just… so tired.
<span style="font-weight:400">I know I should be sleeping more, but thinking about what could go wrong while I was out ofmission… well, let’s just say I wouldn’t have gotten any rest even if I tried.
<span style="font-weight:400">Anyway, let’s make quick work of these things.
<span style="font-weight:400">There were around ten of them, and they were brown andrge, with a horn on their nose, almost like a rhinoceros.
<span style="font-weight:400">A species of monster I had yet to encounter.
<span style="font-weight:400">Reaching the leading monster, I held my sword tight as I twisted my hips, releasing a devastating sh that instantly decapitated the beast, stopping the others monsters’ advance as its corpse tumbled to the ground.
<span style="font-weight:400">Cleaving through one after another, I felt my mind begin to dull at the monotonousness of it all.
<span style="font-weight:400">But… was my sword always this slow?
<span style="font-weight:400">I needed an extra burst of speed with each step to keep up with my usual pace, either using earth magic to help my feet grip the ground, or a swift wind to push me forward.
<span style="font-weight:400">Despite fighting constantly each day… I was somehow only getting worse inbat.
<span style="font-weight:400">With two more monsters left, I took a step forward while swinging my sword toward the closest one, but instead of cutting cleanly through its neck, it gets caught halfway through, stopping as my de gets stuck in its spine.
<span style="font-weight:400">While that was enough to kill that monster… that wasn’t the case for the second.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Gah!”
<span style="font-weight:400">With its head ramming against my side, I was sent flying to the ground, the dirt grinding against my face as I felt my head get cut by a passing rock, thankfully keep hold of my sword all the while.
<span style="font-weight:400">Fuck… luckily, I didn’t get hit by its horn, but… was I really this bad?
<span style="font-weight:400">I thought- no… let’s deal with thisst one first.
<span style="font-weight:400">Getting to my feet, I generated a spear of fire, shooting it through the air a momentter to stab into the monster’s chest, exploding on impact and instantly killing it.
<span style="font-weight:400">Fuck… my head was spinning, and my mind felt so dull… it reminded me of back when I was an infant, watching the world pass by in a listless haze.
<span style="font-weight:400">It felt gross, like I was a husk of my optimal self.
<span style="font-weight:400">But that feeling alone wasn’t what made me upset, rather… it was the results.
<span style="font-weight:400">Brushing my hand across my face, I then looked down at it to see that it was covered in blood, the red liquid mixing with the dirt and grime I had umted over the week.
<span style="font-weight:400">Fuck… If I couldn’t even protect myself… how would I ever hope to keep the other three safe?
<span style="font-weight:400">Dammit.
<span style="font-weight:400">Healing my head, and washing off the blood, I then made my way back to the other three.
<span style="font-weight:400">“All done. Let’s… let’s keep going,” I said with a smile.
<span style="font-weight:400">It was forced, of course.
<span style="font-weight:400">Eris, however, only returned a worried frown. “Leon… your arm.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Huh?
<span style="font-weight:400">Looking down, I noticed that my arm was seeping blood.
<span style="font-weight:400">That was probably from the monster’s body m, or perhaps I had cut it from the tumble, either way, it must have been what had Eris so worried.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Right. Forgot about that,” shaking my head, I quickly cast a healing spell on my arm, healing the injury.
<span style="font-weight:400">But damn… I usually never had a problem with my mana pool, save for that time I tried making a ‘figurine’ with Rudy, but with the constant use of magic, and theck of sleep that replenished mana efficiently, I was starting to feel my reserves dry up.
<span style="font-weight:400">Another mistake, huh?
<span style="font-weight:400">“Anyway, let’s keep-”
<span style="font-weight:400">I was interrupted by Eris grabbing my arm with an iron grip.
<span style="font-weight:400">Looking over, I noticed how her eyes were slightly watery with her lips curled into an angry frown.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Didn’t you said you would need my help!?” she shouted with a volume that made me flinch.
<span style="font-weight:400">She was angry.
<span style="font-weight:400">“That doesn’t look like asking for help, Leon! When’s thest time you slept!? Huh? When’s thest time!?” she asked, her grip tightening.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I… it’s not that easy, Eri,” I said.
<span style="font-weight:400">“It doesn’t matter!” she shook her head. “Rely on me, okay? W-We’re… partners here… got it?”
<span style="font-weight:400">My eyes widened as the haze that had been masking my senses seemed to disappear, giving way to the sight of Eris’ tearful yet reassuring re that took my breath away.
<span style="font-weight:400">Right… I wasn’t alone here.
<span style="font-weight:400">And while Eris might not be the smartest girl around, she was strong.
<span style="font-weight:400">Strong enough to rely on.
<span style="font-weight:400">So why was I being so stubborn?
<span style="font-weight:400">“Got it… then… do you mind if we split guard duty?” I asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">Her re shifted into a wide smile. “Mhmm!”
<span style="font-weight:400">Ha.
<span style="font-weight:400">Jeez, while I criticized her intelligence, maybe I was a bit of an idiot too, huh?
<span style="font-weight:400">I had been staying up during the night to keep the huts heated, but I could have always used the heated rock method I used to cook most of our stews.
<span style="font-weight:400">Really… I was definitely a bit of an idiot.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Alright!” I said, pping my cheeks. “I’m feeling energized now! Let’s aim for civilization today!”
<span style="font-weight:400">Picking up both of my sisters, I set them both on my shoulders before marching forth with a wide smile on my face, and most importantly, Eris walking at my side.
<span style="font-weight:400">— Leon Greyrat —
<span style="font-weight:400">The burst of energy hadsted until nighttime, and unfortunately, Eris was too tired to take the first shift.
<span style="font-weight:400">Even though we had walked much further today than normal, we had still yet to reach any settlement, but despite this, our search wasn’t for naught, as I was able to finally find a trace of civilization in the form of a path.
<span style="font-weight:400">It was nothing like the road between Roa and the capital, and it wasn’t even as good as the one between Roa and Buena Vige, but it was a path nheless.
<span style="font-weight:400">We were close… I could feel it.
<span style="font-weight:400">Close to making some actual progress on our way back home.
<span style="font-weight:400">Leaning back against the hut, I set my gaze across the rocky steppes, looking for any monsters that wanted to try their luck.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Huam~! Ahh, I’m bored. Maybe I should train?” I said to myself.
<span style="font-weight:400">Not magic, of course.
<span style="font-weight:400">I was already close to depleting my reserves.
<span style="font-weight:400">But maybe some disciplined exercise would help me stay focused until it was my time to finally sleep.
<span style="font-weight:400">But then, as I looked over the passing scenery, I spotted a man.
<span style="font-weight:400">…Fuck yes!
<span style="font-weight:400">Wait. I couldn’t be too hasty.
<span style="font-weight:400">After all, there were plenty of bad people in this world, so I shouldn’t be too quick to trust.
<span style="font-weight:400">Standing up, I narrowed my eyes to focus on the figure.
<span style="font-weight:400">He was tall.
<span style="font-weight:400">Taller than Paul.
<span style="font-weight:400">And he had a long trident held in his hand, short green hair that almost reached his eyes, and arge red gem imnted on his forehead.
<span style="font-weight:400">The man then noticed me, his eyes widening in surprise before he began walking my way.
<span style="font-weight:400">Seeing that, my hands reached toward my sword as they began shaking-
<span style="font-weight:400">Wait… shaking?
<span style="font-weight:400">Why was I shaking?
<span style="font-weight:400">No… it was obvious why.
<span style="font-weight:400">I was scared.
<span style="font-weight:400">The man had a fierce look on his face, and he had a weapon drawn, but other than that, there was no reason for me, a dual Sword and Water Saint, to be scared.
<span style="font-weight:400">Wait… green hair… a red gem… a Demon race…
<span style="font-weight:400">That… was a Superd right there, wasn’t it?
<span style="font-weight:400">While I wasn’t going to think that everything the stories Roxy told me about them were true, I could never be too careful.
<span style="font-weight:400">After all, those stories, while they might be exaggerated, likely held a fair amount of credibility.
<span style="font-weight:400">Clenching my fist, I felt my nails dig into my skin, the pain breaking me out of my state of freight as I leaped forward to intercept him.
<span style="font-weight:400">I would wake Eris… but I had a feeling that she would just make this situation worse.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hey!” I shouted in the Demon God tongue. “What do you want?”
<span style="font-weight:400">His eyes widened. “A human child? And that speed… I have many questions, child.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“And I have them too! Who are you?” I said, raising my sword.
<span style="font-weight:400">“…Ruijerd Superdia of the Superd race,” he answered.
<span style="font-weight:400">Yes, I kind of got thatst part.
<span style="font-weight:400">“What is a human child like you doing here? And I can sense three more…”
<span style="font-weight:400">My eyes widened in surprise.
<span style="font-weight:400">H-He already knew?
<span style="font-weight:400">Shit… if this guy was anything like the stories Roxy said… I would have to defeat him here.
<span style="font-weight:400">“W-What do you want with us?” I said.
<span style="font-weight:400">“…Did you not hear me? I said I’m a Superd. Are you not scared?” he asked, eyebrows arched in confusion.
<span style="font-weight:400">I widened my legs into a Water God stance. “O-Of course I am, but that doesn’t mean I won’t fight you!”
<span style="font-weight:400">His head tilted in curiosity before finally nodding with a warm smile.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Oveing such fear… I see… you’re a warrior, aren’t you?” he then raised his spear. “Well, I am never one to refuse an honourable duel.”
<span style="font-weight:400">…What?
<span style="font-weight:400">Wait, what did that-?
<span style="font-weight:400">My thoughts came to a stop as his trident shot forth, the pointed tip aiming for my neck as he shortened the space between us with a single leap.
<span style="font-weight:400">Fuck!
<span style="font-weight:400">I slid my sword under his trident’s shaft, guiding it to the side as I swung my leg out to respond, but instead ofnding a kick, I felt the end of his trident impact my face, sending me backward.
<span style="font-weight:400">Landing on my feet and ignoring the stinging pain, I raised my sword to defend myself, only to see him looking at me with curiosity instead of keeping up the pressure.
<span style="font-weight:400">I don’t know why he suddenly started attacking me, but this was not a good situation to be in.
<span style="font-weight:400">He was strong.
<span style="font-weight:400">Stronger than me, and maybe even stronger than Ghiine.
<span style="font-weight:400">And he used a trident… that was basically a spear, something not used in any of the three major schools, which meant that every single one of his moves and techniques would bepletely foreign to me.
<span style="font-weight:400">Shit… Eris without a doubt couldn’t win, and if she saw me fighting here, she would definitely step in, no matter how much I begged her not to.
<span style="font-weight:400">And as for running away… she would certainly get caught.
<span style="font-weight:400">I had to stop him here.
<span style="font-weight:400">Setting my stance, I brought my sword to my side as touki began to flow through my body, rippling and pulsing in a familiar rhythm.
<span style="font-weight:400">I could never hope to win in a drawn-out fight, so this had to be finished right here, right now.
<span style="font-weight:400">Luckily, there was a move that was perfect for this situation.
<span style="font-weight:400">One that I had practised diligently for quite a while.
<span style="font-weight:400">With ayer of wind magic granting meplete air resistance, an explosion set to go off at my feet, and the earth prepared to shoot me forward, I unleashed my strike.
<span style="font-weight:400">The world turned monochrome as I extended my de toward the neck of this ‘Ruijerd’.
<em><span style="font-weight:400">ng!</em>
<span style="font-weight:400">Only to be met by that disappointing sound.
<span style="font-weight:400">His block warding me to the side, I tried to catch myself as I was sent tumbling to the ground, but my arms and legs gave out as I crumpled onto the rocky earth.
<span style="font-weight:400">Feeling my consciousness begin to wane, I attempted to lift myself back up… to no avail.
<span style="font-weight:400">Shit… I couldn’t do it.
<span style="font-weight:400">And not only that, I used up all my mana for that, didn’t I?
<span style="font-weight:400">Dammit…
<span style="font-weight:400">“…How peculiar. I didn’t think human children were able to be this strong,” the man said admiringly from above.
<span style="font-weight:400">I then felt a handnd on my head, but not violently, like I was expecting.
<span style="font-weight:400">If anything, it was almost… calming.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Be proud. You are a true warrior. Now rest. I will guard your group in your stead.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Hearing those words, I felt a wave of confusion sh with the fatigue I was already struggling with.
<span style="font-weight:400">What was he talking about? Wasn’t he supposed to kill me?
<span style="font-weight:400">I just… hoped that the barrier would hold, or that this Superd would overlook the other three.
<span style="font-weight:400">I’m sorry… Aisha, Norn, Eris… my family too.
<span style="font-weight:400">With those thoughts in my head, my vision turned to ck as I quickly sumbed to unconsciousness.