Erel's healing was just enough to get Syral conscious, and he groaned as he asked. "W-what just happened."<br/><br/>"The pig nearly gutted you." Phyrreth spoke bluntly as Zyrah cast another spell, healing his wounds immensely. "I could see intestines."<br/><br/>"Oh. That would do it." Syral groaned, and dragged himself to his feet. Looking at the blood, he paled. "I'm lucky to be alive. Thanks."