Everthorn opened his eyes. There was a sharp, stinging pain it his left haunch, and he felt dried blood coagulating. What had happened? One minute some crazy naga had him cornered and the next....Oh my was that a spear? He felt around the wooden handle. Yup. He braced himslef, and pulled it out. He let out a frightening yowl of pain. Yet, it could be worse. He heard voices beyond the bushes, but was too wounded to investigate. So he lay there howling.