Oljharok's eyes snapped open. He gazed at the unconscious boy in front of him, shock glinting in his eyes.
"I didn't think a mere remnant consciousness had enough power to chase me out. Lady Gahrona really is mysterious and unpredictable. Can this brat pass her test?" muttered he.
It wasn't the first time he had experienced a severed mental link, so it didn't sock him too badly. But now that his spell had failed, there was no point in him remaining there. There was nothing he could do to help. Everything now depended on the boy. He called his subordinates and had them haul the kid back to his room.
The various accounts of history all said the inheritors of legacies had to rely on themselves to wake up again. Since it might take quite a while, sending the boy back to his room was the best choice.
A tantalizing human female appeared beside Leguna. Her tanned skin looked healthy...