The next day,
5:20 AM.
The morning sun streamed through the curtains of the Glacier Palace, casting a warm glow across Scar's bedroom.
Scar lay on his back, already awake with his eyes open. He had only slept for about three hours, but he felt entirely rejuvenated. He sat up, rolling his shoulders and stretching his arms. A satisfying series of pops echoed from his joints. His spine felt perfectly aligned, and when he inspected his left arm, there wasn't a single trace of the brutal puncture wounds or the venom from last night. He was back to full strength.
The fight with the Serpenthis had pushed him to his limits, and he was incredibly exhausted after the battle. So, after his arm got healed, he decided to call the hunt early and return home. He needed to be at peak condition for the Speednasium today; there were many equipments he wanted to test there, and he couldn't do that running on fumes.
