6
Zaviana burst into the hospital room to find Devarius lying on a bed. His face was bruised and a pillow had been secured to him to keep his neck from moving too much. Both of his eyes were swollen, with black rings around them. A cast secured his arm and leg. He turned to look at her.
“What happened?” Zaviana asked.
Devarius smiled as she approached. “I had a bit of a disagreement with those who believe they aren’t addicted to the wyvern oil. I believe they are the ones mistaken.”
Zaviana sat on the edge of the bed. “It is as you feared.”
Devarius nodded. “The wyvern oil is highly addictive.”
“What are we going to do?” she asked.
“We’re going to take it away from the dragomen. I won’t allow them to train with it.”
“Are you sure that’s the best idea? If we pull it straight from th
