Inside Rowena's ring, time seemed to have lost much of its importance.
In the outside world, Victor remained in a coma, his physical body motionless while it slowly recovered the absurd amount of energy he had burned during the explosion at the Palace. His consciousness, however, was perfectly awake. Sitting in the lotus position within the white infinity of that mental world, he kept his eyes closed and his hands resting on his knees, taking advantage of the time to do something he normally would not have enough patience to spend so many consecutive hours doing: studying his own blood.
