บท 99: Hunger

In the dimly lit expanse of the underground village, Lassim and Sanvra Yathrin sat apart from the quiet buzz of the Drow community, their conversation stretching into several hours as they pondered together.

The surrounding Drow had retreated to their dwellings, leaving the cavernous space echoing with the occasional drip of condensed moisture from the stone ceiling as their conversation continued.

Lassim, still grappling with the weakness that clung to him from having his mana drained, shifted uncomfortably on the rough ground.

He cleared his throat, his voice low, "[Sanvra, could I have more of that leaf water? It seemed to help earlier.]" The lack of mana accessible to him in the air left him drained, unable to tap into it and restore his strength.

Both Zaphy and Mari had gone unresponsive, dormant within his inner heart world. With nearly no mana left to sustain them, he felt an unusual solitude pressing in on him.