Autumn sat up woozily, hand to the wound on her head that was steadily dripping blood to the ground. Before she could tell the boy who had carried her she was fine she saw the Wizard wave his hand and she slumped back to the ground. A ringing filled her ears and the corners of her vision started to darken. She struggled against it weakly before finally her world went black.

When she woke it was to a stiff body and a sore head. She sat up carefully, fingers raising up to touch the spot that had been cut. There was no sign of a wound but the spot was tender and she had a headache pounding behind her temples. She rubbed her eyes before focusing on her surroundings. It seemed the Wizard had moved them all to a room and changed their clothes. She fingered her new outfit before gripping the bed-post on the bed and standing carefully. She swayed dizzily as the blood rushed down from her head and made her headache even worse. After a few moments the dizziness passed and she was able to release the post and stand on her own. She gazed around the room again as the others showed signs of waking.