Leith opened the door to his room. He had known that he wouldn't be able to get to sleep after the events of the night before, so he just wandered around the college, helping where he could. He was both mentally and physically exhausted, and yet he knew that he still wouldn't be able to sleep. He would probably go see Sam later in the night for something to help him sleep. When everything had calmed down more-so than it was at the moment. He only came back to the room to drop off his gauntlet and the sword that he had acquired early in the battle, as well as change into some fresh clothing

He had shuffled his way to his bed and deposited his sword on it before he noticed the hole in the wall and Ssarak and Meirin Standing there. He stared at them for a few moments before he realized what was wrong with the scene. Leith shook his head to clear it and chuckled. "Well this is a surprise. Did one of you fight a demon in here?"

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Darius woke up with a start. He was covered in bandages and he was in an unfamiliar environment. He sat up in the bed quickly and immediately regretted it. His arms and legs started burning and his head started throbbing horribly. It had felt like he had been drinking the entire night before. It took him a lot of effort to not vomit at that moment. 

He looked around the room and saw that it was full with injured people. Some were wailing in pain while others were either unconscious or dead. Darius saw no one from his detail in the room. That could be either a good thing or a bad thing. With a grunt of effort, pulled the covers off and swung his legs over the bed, ignoring the pain that doing so had caused. He located his robes and pulled himself off the bed.

His legs failed to hold him upright for long and he collapsed onto the ground. A woman walked towards him to help him up but he waved her off. "Leave me! I do not need help," he growled between laboured breaths. He slowly pulled himself up the wall and walked towards where his robes were, using the wall as support. When he grabbed his robes, he started the slow process of putting them back on.