Stone cold miracle

His face frowned when the priestess abruptly shushed him, the woman had a point, Bane wasn't supposed to force himself so hard yet, but the savage youth was a stubborn creature by nature, he didn't like to be told what to do. Bane's ghastly white eyes locked with the woman'd indigo ones, trying to transmit his anger for not being able to do what he wanted, speaking was so basic, so simple, but he had to force himself to whisper three words, it was frustrating.

Meldresi walked away then, to get honey for the harsh coughing that made the pale yearling suffer, and he stayed in the entrance, laying on the ground trying to breathe normally. Her statements were true, he needed to start moving his ache body to regain the strength he had before the unfortunate events, and it was about time. The caves were impressively calming, but sitting idle in pain had to come to an end, he was ready to go out again.