You held them out to Andrew, who took them carefully. "Beric says a prosthetic is in the works." Slowly you helped Andrew stand. You held on to him tightly, as he was slightly weak from the past week and a half of being bed ridden.
"Oh man. This is going to be weird." Andrew said, as he balanced himself. With his crutches he walked a few steps and gave a shaky laugh. You followed, wand ready incase he lost balance. He turned to you, with a broad smile.
Tears of joy welled in the corners of your eyes. "Andrew. The first known survivor of a leviathan attack."
His smile broadened. "Wouldn't be if it wasn't for you."
You caught sight of the leviathan in the glass jar. You walked to it and picked it uo, shaking the jar violently. The larva smashed against the glass. You grinned, bringing th
