He rolled out of bed, and onto the ground with a resounding thud. He sighed as he could already tell what this day was going to be like, and levered himself off the ground. He could tell his armor had been detached, he felt far lighter than he should, or rather damaged plating had been removed. He would have to fix it before he left the domain.<br/><br/>He dressed himself with clothing that had been left out, and noted that his energy reserves, both divine and beyonder, were completely exhausted. While Ve'akama'len was no longer screaming in terminal pain, he could tell it was drained to the dregs. He would have to get his beyonder a bit more energy. First, time to see what had become of his home.