"What... yuck... cough!" Sander whispered, who, after regaining consciousness, began coughing heavily.
Egill turned his head to one side and a hand behind his back when the Master Of Defense spat out another blackish and smelly liquid, which squirted out of his mouth and ended up on the ground.
"Very good, my friend... expel all this shit..." Egill said, relieved that he could finally hear Sander's voice, fearing that he would never recover.
"Master Sander!"
Even Freydis, after realizing that his fond Master was back in the world of the living, lowered herself towards him and with a smile printed on her face grabbed his hand.
All the soldiers in the room approached him, happy to see him smile.
"Egill..." he whispered again, turning his gaze towards his friend.
"I have... I'm very hungry..."
