The hall went quiet for the fourth time.
James went round all of them in about twenty seconds.
Finn: burned from elbow to shoulder down the left side, a cleaver cut through the thigh from the first wave that had been open for half an hour, claws across the back of one shoulder, and a hand that had started to shake when he was not holding something.
Ronan: one arm, one lung, and a shield with four fresh gouges in the face of it.
Cillian: nothing on him at all and nothing left in him either. He had spent his last Lightning Impact on the First Servant and everything smaller since.
Maeve: untouched, because she had been where she was supposed to be for forty minutes, and had not stopped talking for any of it, and was hoarse.
`[MANA: 1,580 / 3,100]`
Two skeletons.
"Go now," said Finn.
"What?"
