“Oh,” Ranoss rose from the floor with a groan. “I didn’t think it would be this hard. After many years, it’s the first time I’ve fully emptied my reserve—feels strange.”
“It’s nothing, buddy,” Ragon clapped him on the shoulder. “Now our magical reserve will never run out. Usually the gloomy Ras is pretty annoyed, but now he’s smiling while watching those magical cords whirl around us. Even his nose is bleeding from tension, but he doesn’t pay attention to it.”
“Maybe we should mark it?” I suggested. “Everyone feels fine.”