“Oh—” Ranos rose from the floor with a groan. “I didn’t think it would be that hard. After all these years, it’s the first time I’ve completely drained my reserve… It feels strange.”
“It’s nothing, buddy,” Ragon slapped him on the shoulder. “Now our magical reserve will never run out. Usually gloomy Rast is now smiling a fair amount, watching the magical cords circle above us. He also had blood coming from his nose from the tension, but he didn’t pay any attention to that.”
“Maybe we should mark it?” I suggested. “Everyone feels fine.”