Chapter 28
I woke up to something crawling on my cheek. Startled, I jumped up and saw Kalon, who was, for some reason, touching my face while I slept. “You showed up! Had a nice rest over there? Meanwhile, we had a bloodbath here,” I said. “You managed,” he replied. “Managed? Managed?!” I snapped. “Two guys are dead, Tragaon’s on the brink, and you call that managing?” “You’re alive,” he said calmly. “You know, at the very least, your words sound disrespectful to the fallen,” I shot back. I jumped up, checked on Tragaon’s condition—he seemed stable—and went about my morning routine. Over the next few days, Diarth and Kalon tried to repair and restore the battered va. By the end of the fifth day, they had succeeded, or so it seemed. The va had to be split back into two independent units, but a
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