Bastian was free from Gorgo's influence.
Technically.
It didn't feel like he was, though.
He didn't cry as he went to bed and neither did he weep as he woke up. That had to count as a win. Somehow. If he didn't see it as a small victory of good over evil, he would crumble down since they were really short on that stuff at the moment.
He didn't remember any dreams, and neither did he want to recall them in the afternoon after sleeping off the grog. They were probably just regular nightmares.
He felt pain all over his body, but that was mostly related to his session with the witch. He chuckled darkly.
