You woke up, confused and dazed. As your eyes adjusted to the world around you, a young man was crouched before your limp form. His sister stood in the back, watching with concern. A gloved hand met with your cheek as your face was lifted. For your first time in Penacony, you didn’t know if this was normal to be awoken by a strange person after a dream..

“Hm. You’re awake, yes?” He snapped his fingers.

“Focus on me. Don’t look elsewhere.”