Bab 155: A Dungeon's Beating Heart, part 1

NOTE: 2 chapters out today!

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While Mistress Lorelai and Mistress Grimsever kept Circe busy in a serious display of fireworks and steel clashing against black magic over at the other end of Grendel's lair, my raid team and I spent the brief reprieve rechecking our condition. 

"Is your magic replenished yet?" Liara asked. 

"Not really," I admitted. 

Sure, I'd regained some of my magic while we strolled through the dungeon floors, but the speed of our passage from the dungeon's entrance to its heart meant there wasn't enough time for a more thorough arcane recovery. At best, I had enough juice for three spells, one of which I'd already used when I cast 'Fire Fist' to block the Beowulf revenant's attack earlier. 

The PBR I consumed earlier helped me regain my stamina, although the revenant's focus on me sort of increased my fatigue levels past fifty percent, and I was admittedly breathing heavily while I leaned on Liara's shoulder.