After a few days of rest, Garl no longer had any signs of injury. Not only did the scar disappear, but his body also seemed to be rapidly adjusting itself, and it was completely healed in just a few days.
Griffin slept for two days instead. He slept soundly between the blankets, and when night came, Gar used his right hand but he was unaware.
"He looks almost dead." Gar rubbed Belle's belly, "if he wasn't still breathing."
"That was just sleeping." Felix was studying Gar's dagger, and he couldn't let it go. "This is the sequelae of the mark of the God of Fire. The Valkyrie made him serious."
"I don't understand." Garr twirled his fingers around his head. "I know that the highest reward from the gods is to bestow a mark, just like the Valkyrie carries the mark of the God of Ice and Snow, so she can mobilize ice and snow. But I have never heard of such a blessing having side effects. Ankre is not so stingy as to bargain for the blessing of his believers."
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