GRAVID PACED RAPIDLY; clearly his wounds were nearly healed. Sarah rose from her seat next to Cabal and reached out to grab Gravid’s arm, as he neared. She said, “Time for one last healing.”
Gravid stopped and allowed her to chant over him. He glanced over at Cabal, who rose to stand behind Sarah. One look at Gravid’s grim expression, and Cabal knew he would wait no longer. Cabal nodded at Gravid and said, “It’s time to see how Hopper’s doing.”
Pony rose from the shadows, and walked stiffly toward them. Sarah went to him and ran her hand down the length of his side. It appeared well healed. She glanced back at Cabal and asked, “Do you think Pony is up to this?”
Cabal walked over, roughly scratched Pony’s head, and said, “He has to be.”
At Cabal’s words, Pony stretched and trotted off t
