Ryteb groaned and pulled himself up. By dint of his affinity with the elements, or just pure luck, he had survived the encounter mostly unscathed, save for a few minor burns. He unsteadily pulled himself to his feet, the impact with the ground having jostled his brain and made him feel quite discombobulated. Walking similarly to a drunk person, he moved back to the room Mai was in.

"Okay, is it the world spinning, or is it just me?" Ryteb joked, swaying from side to side, "Imma gonna pass out now, nighty night."

The young mage's body folded up like a deck chair, before sprawling itself on the ground. A bit of drool came out of his mouth, as he dipped straight into a dreamless slumber.