Malshash rubbed his forehead, for some reason looking shaken. “I suppose not. But for you to have survived the rift with no training, no idea what you were doing…it’s remarkable.” “The rift?” Davian leaned forward, but even as he did so he realized that his eyelids were getting heavy. He yawned, long and loudly. The heat of the fire, combined with his full stomach, was making him drowsy—but far more so than it should have been. “What is this?” he said through another yawn. “You drugged me?” “No. It’s just a side effect. The shock must have kept you awake until now.” Davian felt his head
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