92 Dragon Purity(2)

Startled, Desmond abruptly opened his eyes and sat upright on the bed, his expression mirroring sheer astonishment. "HUH?!" he exclaimed, his voice laced with disbelief as if he had witnessed a spectral apparition. His breathing remained ragged, and his vision swayed, causing him to feel disoriented as he surveyed his surroundings. His thoughts remained in disarray, swirling like a turbulent tempest, rendering his focus fragmented.

Just as he jolted awake, a knock resounded on his door. "Young master..." came the voice of the maid from beyond.

Desmond took a deep breath, attempting to steady himself. "Come in," he responded, his voice tinged with a hint of bewilderment, still grappling to make sense of his recent experience. He also noticed the presence of a transparent screen in front of him, displaying the message: [Alarm active! Host wake up!]