~Next day~
With his natural body clock, Davis woke up in his study with a fresh start and a calmer mind, just as the dark sky shrouding the earth began to peel away.
The chaos of the previous day now felt like a fleeting dream, but the reality before him was vivid and pressing.
Unlike the days after his accident when he had felt weak, hopeless, and trapped, this time he was filled with vigor and strength.
He had a clear goal, a sharpened objective, and the machinery of his plans already set in motion.
Stretching out his arms, he left the couch and walked over to his table. As he settled into the chair, his brow furrowed briefly before a cold smirk crept across his lips.
His thoughts drifted to Sylas, and he wondered how the man might have endured the night.
