Nicholas and Lyle slowly sat up, their bodies still feeling the lingering effects of the drake's blood. They looked at each other, a silent understanding passing between them. They had both gained new strength from the blood, and they were ready to continue their journey.
As they stood, they noticed a change in their surroundings. The once barren landscape around them was now teeming with life. The plants that had been withered and dead were now vibrant and green, and the air was fresh. The corpse of the drake had already been taken by Nicholas right before they drank the blood, but the blood that had already spilled was enough to do such a thing.
"The blood of a drake, even though it is quite diluted dragon blood, is quite powerful, filled with vitality," Nicholas remarked, looking around with a smile on his face.
