Apocalyptic world
"Two days huh," he was surprised after he heard it from Cinder. The last time he passed out was when he was in the academy's morning training.
The accumulation of fatigue from the training of elemental magic and creating [Fire Dolls] got the better of him —plus activating his Black Miasma for several times, it was so strenuous.
In addition, in order to activate his Black Miasma he had to maintain his stamina at a certain level. He had to skip sleep for consecutive nights.
Anyhow, "I had my 'looooooong' good sleep!" He yelped as he was stretching his arms while letting his back fall on a bedrock where He was currently sitting.
Contemplating.
Cinder was currently in front of him, grilling the meat jerky in the bonfire. She told him that they successfully entered the second barrier. Actually, she was arduously dragging him the entire time. He felt bad that he'd become a piece of useless luggage to her these two days.