"She should stay awake for two to five minutes. Roughly."
"Roughly?"
I released my grip on the glove and muttered under my breath. "Come back, Laedingr."
Light peeled away from my hand, the glove dissolving into faint sparks before funneling back into the ring.
When the hum faded.
I straightened.
"Ptoo."
I spat blood to the side, wiped my mouth, then spoke.
"Yeah. Roughly, I need to improve my abilities and release a personal curse before I can fully cure her."
"Before that, since I now half-fixed your serpent issue and temporarily fixed your mother's terminal illness. I'll need to withdraw my down payment."
Cwal was quiet for a moment.
"And since I promised my life in return, you now have control over half of it," he said.
I let my shoulders relax, tension finally leaking out of me.
"Well," I replied, "that pretty much sums up our situation. So what is your move?"
