"Ugh..." Tsuna groaned as he tried to regain vision on everything around him. He was seeing pale yellow thing waving as if it was getting blown by the wind and azure round things that seemed to stare at him. If this thing was something bad, Lambo and Giannini would sure get something from him. Maybe an illusion from Chome or Natsu could wake them paralyzed with his roar. Yes he was getting sadistic, blame his totur-tutor, a great hitman tutor indeed.
He can hear something though he can identify that it was worried and deep. And also it was Italian. Both body and mind was too tired, all he can think is one word... "Watashi o tasukete"