Nev struggled back to conscious. His entire body felt leaden, from his eyelids to his fingers and toes. As his eyes slowly focused, he realized he was back in the healer’s room again.
“Nev?” said a quiet voice. Hanifa’s face came into view above his own.
It took moments to piece together what he had done out by the main gate. It had been an act of desperation, drawing on what he had absorbed by watching Kustaa. Obviously, he hadn’t managed to learn enough.
“I think I might just owe you my life.” Hanifa put a hand on Nev’s chest.
Okay…maybe he hadn’t failed as badly as he thought. His eyes were sinking shut again, despite him fighting against it. He could hear Ishaq and Hanifa talking.
“Is he awake?” Ishaq asked.
“Enh, sort of, for a minute. I ‘m not sure if he’s coherent,” Hanifa sai
