Marcille was peacefully sleeping in a bed besides Falin, her chest slowly rising and falling back down in a continuous motion.

Their group was on a lower floor of the dungeon, having just killed the red dragon and resurrected Falin with Marcille’s dark magic, and were now resting in one of the buildings.

The floor was an empty village, more like a kingdom but whatevs, and was empty now that they had killed the dragon; No monsters or other people that they knew of.

The room they found only had two beds, so the group settled in Marcille sharing one bed with Falin, meanwhile Chilchuck and Shenshi would share the other bed.

Meanwhile, Laios had to sleep on the floor, yet for some reason said it was fine.

Some people might had thought Marcille would have been opposed to the idea of sharing a bed with Falin, but she seemed to have no problem with it.

In fact, her and Falin used to share a bed in their old dorm they lived in during the magic school years.

Falin awoke calmly, staring at the ceiling for a moment before getting up. She felt like.. like she had to be going somewhere..

Her body seemed to know where exactly she felt she was supposed to he going, even if her herself didn’t exactly know, as her body was about to start moving, till the sound of Marcille waking up startled her and snapped her out of the trance.

Falin looked down at the now awake Marcille, nervously watching her rub at her eyes and slowly lose the drowsiness she was experiencing from having just woken up.

Falin was nervous about how she had woken up Marcille, yet the moment she had heard Marcille wake up before her body had seemed to just fully return to normal and forget where she was heading.