Clarent stared at Minx for a moment before his eyelids fluttered. He felt woozy... He stumbled a bit. "I-It's not... your fault..." Was all he could get out before he fell against the wall and slid down, falling into a deep sleep. He was not going to awaken from this sleep for some time. But this was wrong. He was supposed to be in his sword form, why couldn't he change back? It didn't matter. He slumbered, awaiting his new master to claim him.