Marathon it is.

If I didn't have a very full day planned for tomorrow, I would totally stay up and see if I can knock off the final scene of this part. As it stands, I'll have to call it a night after only 4,441 words.

Favorite line: "So that's where the fucking naga went." Surprise naga for the win!

(Do me a favor and forget about the naga by the time the book comes out next year. Otherwise it won't be a surprise.)


Edited to add: Eh, screw it. Sleep is for the weak. And this way I'll get to kick back prop...