I nodded to both of them and reclined on the bed as they exited the room. "You're not any more drained than I am, boss."
"True, but I am aching. Give me a moment."
I mentally reached out to Thorne. It took some time, but eventually, he got back to me.
"Viktor! Good to have you back!"
"Thank you. It feels good to be among the living."
"I bet. Thaleia mentioned you had crossed over but were revived. I was getting anxious; it's been three days."
"I'm aware. How are Vorak and Lightbeetle?"
"Lightbeetle is fine; the blade hit his kidney, but we got to him quickly." He paused. "Vorak didn't survive. The revival attempt failed."
I muttered a curse, then inquired, "What's the state of our finances?" "Just a dribble."
"And our reserves?" "About nine thousand remaining."
"Alright. Offer thirty-five hundred each for the capture of Wyrra and Mirathor."
"Boss, they'll be heavily guarded, you'll never—"
