Aamir's consciousness slowly began to resurface. At first, everything felt like a blur—his body ached, and his mind struggled to grasp where he was. The last thing he remembered was the intense clash with Seenu, the explosion of power, and then… nothing.
His eyelids fluttered open, and the soft glow of a ceiling light filled his vision. The air was still, a stark contrast to the roaring battlefield he had left behind.
As his vision cleared, he turned his head slightly to the left and saw a familiar face smiling at him.
"Yo, so you finally woke up, huh?" Raj said, his voice laced with amusement.
Aamir blinked, his mind racing to make sense of everything. His heart began to pound as confusion set in.
"Wh-What happened? Where am I?" Aamir stammered, his breathing quickening. "Wasn't I in the arena? I was fighting Seenu—what am I doing here?"
Before he could spiral further, a voice from his right cut in.
