"Ouch." Nian Bing sat up, almost glaring fire at the twig just withdrawn from Garmandis's hand, "Why did you hit me again? I've already taken the poison."
Garmandis said leisurely: "If you want to enhance your magic, now is the best time. The more exhausted you are, the easier it is to concentrate. Do you still remember what I said before? Feel the mystery of magic from small details. If you dare lay down again, it won't just be a twig smack." A touch of an evil grin hung at the corner of his mouth as the twig continued to make cracking sounds in the air.
