"She was being stubborn and insulting, saying I come from a region that houses the most notorious of thought-forms. No one talks to Hasla that way. I struck her and a handful of ghost-forms that came to eat--arghh." He rubbed his eyes, rapidly blinking.
"I strongly doubt she told you that word' over nothing. Your approach was the factor that make thing' go hard."
"I'm so not ready for this discussion, Lastein," Hasla said, going towards the building.
"Wait," Lastein said, going after him.
According to what Lastein had told them after coming out of one of the inn's corners, Hasla had locked himself in one of the rooms of the partly damaged inn, probably tending to his eyes. On the other hand, Daisy treated Launa's wound with some leaves she got from the surrounding bushes.
