The Ring of Power

33: At home? Again?

Little by little, Max regained consciousness, as if emerging from a deep, dark abyss. This has been the first indication of his return to the world, in addition to perceiving the delicious aroma that was extremely familiar to him; the smell of the wood of his house, and the soft whisper of the wind that came through the half-open window.

He slowly opened his eyes, but the light of day made him close them again, because it's not like he was going to be able to bear having them open for a long time while he tried to get used to his recovery, because the drop in his vitality had been too strong, and it's It was natural for Max to feel that way.

The warrior felt his body heavy, exhausted. Every muscle, every bone, seemed to want to scream from the depths of his being, with the slightest attempt at movement that Max made.

Finally, he managed to open his eyes enough to be able to make out his surroundings. Realizing that he is lying in his bed, in the comfort of his home, wrapped in the she