King's POV It had been two days, two days since the battle, two days since Janis had been killed by Loki, and two days since Ban had gone into a near comatose state. We put him into a bed in the Hogs Head and he's been there ever since, staring at a wall, not responding to any of us. We were sitting at the bar, drinking and telling stories about Janis; everyone else had left not long after the battle was won, though it certainly didn't feel like a victory. We had all been reacquainted for such little time that we were at a bit of a loss of what to say; I could practically feel the disappointment we fall felt in the awkward silence that swirled around the room like a noxious gas. We were torn from this by a loud crash coming from above us, from where Ban was, "What in the world?" I heard

