"Are you aware that you're intensely cute when drugged?" I asked him in my slo-mo voice. With a rude noise, Dain clonked me on the head with the knuckles of his free hand, harder than I thought he meant to. "'M th'Beast of Phazikai," he said, sounding disgruntled. "Rrr. Scary." "Terrifying," I said solemnly. "Fear has been stricken into my heart." "Good," he grumbled, a heartbeat before passing out again.

