After three hours of grueling work, Boryg has a useable north gate again. The town can finally ease its worry of anymore trouble tonight--from outside the walls, at least. The Borygans, exhausted from the work and the wind, bid each other good night and, except for a shift of guards, they all to retreat indoors to thaw and sleep. Geno finds that even after having done the work of a dozen laborers, he is not exhausted. His body still glows with the pleasant sensation of fullness; his belly has shrunk to about half its previous size.