Mallory studied her brother. “Are you okay? Do you feel nauseated? Or dizzy?”
“Will you stop asking?” Brodie demanded. “There’s nothing wrong with me. Maybe it was normal ale.”
Danae shook her head. “It was definitely goblin ale. Nothing else smells like that.”
Deneg gestured towards the pillars. “Are you going to help me with this or should I seek out other adventurers?”
“Mal!” Brodie exclaimed. “Come on, Mal.”
“Mallory.” Ryan waited until her gaze met his before he continued speaking. “If you can’t do it, we’ll figure something else out.”
His earlier words came back to her. She had more than enough revives. It wasn’t like she’d die permanently. A shiver ran through her. But even though it wouldn’t be a permanent death, the sensation was far from pleasant. She took a deep breath bef
