After his body betrayed him and he passed out, he lay on the ground motionless. His uniform was torn in some places, he had a few scratches and bruises, but somehow managed to look slightly peaceful.

Luluci frowns, eyebrows furrowing with concern. She recalls his face, nothing of a knight who looked confident in his actions, he looked scared moments ago when he wielded those Sinsinger Talons.

“A material used in sleep tinctures, huh..” She mumbled, looking at the fading smoke around him.