Firestone Hot Springs silence can mock

The healer too was still beneath the grip of the drug, but his senses sharpened when the gunmetal warden began to spasm in the dirt. With a grunt, Lecter gathered himself to his paws and approached Njal unsteadily, cursing the weak constitution of the male that disallowed him to handle the mixture of plants he had consumed. He had nothing with him to stop the seizing, and so limped in a circle, the pain in his joints exacerbated by the extreme movements, nudging such things out of the way that would injure Njal.

Thin forelegs were flung across the barrel of the grey wolf's heaving ribs; Lecter did not press down, but sought to hold Njal in one place if possible, or at least lessen his heaving. And all the while he cursed a thousand elements and greatly abused the Loa that surely lingered roundabout, speaking incantations to keep them from slipping into Njal's mouth and nostrils.

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