vigour and causing the darkness that was still looming somewhere on the edge to begin to disappear. The mage had no idea he was capable of drinking an entire, not insignificant, jug of water in such a short time. When he put down the empty vessel, he was met with surprised looks from the three soldiers.
-What? He asked, almost reproachfully.
-Nothing, it just looked like pouring water into a leaky bucket...- Vi turned to Kei as if expecting him to comment as well. The animorph snored.
-It's getting a little late.- The elf turned away with a strange smile.- Maybe we should try to wake him up. He should have had enough rest.- Ari jumped down onto the sand and approached the lycanthrope. He looked down at him for a moment, then crouched down and shook the sleeper's shoulder. - Get up! You'll be late for breakfast! - The long-eared one yelled. Surprisingly, it helped, and Kei wanted to get up quickly, but he only groaned and curled up into a ball, holding his stomach.
-Everything hurts...- The animorph muttered indistinctly.
-That's two of us.- Draco grimaced as he got up unsteadily.- Other than that, are you okay?- He asked as he approached.
-I guess so...- Another mumble.- Everything hurts, I feel weak... And I want to sleep.
-Here you go.- Forth placed a jug of water in front of the redhead.- Our dear young master is back on his feet, more or less. - He said sarcastically, glancing at the dragon, but Draco didn't have the strength to argue. - And watch out, you're covered in sand. - He noticed, watching Kei scrambling around.
- It's hard not to notice. - The lycanthrope grumbled before reaching for the drink.
-Really, you're both dripping wet. - Vi began to examine the sand. - Interesting. Even when wet, it doesn't change colour. - The dwarf rubbed the grains between his fingers. - I wonder what kind of ore it is... - He began to mutter to himself.
‘You could try asking Oscar.’ Draco watched as Kei efficiently emptied the vessel.
