It was like Megohime was waking up for the first time in years, plagued by a heavy cloud and unsure of where she was, or what had happened.
She chewed numbly, listening to the faint drumming noise that was dull and slowing at a steady pace. The more she listened to it, the more it confused her, she simply couldn’t figure out what it could’ve been. Swallowing whatever she had been chewing, it was like she blinked back into reality, sitting in a dark alleyway, the heavy smell of blood around her, body aching dully.