"You held your own well, for newbies," Friona commented as Leander was healing the scratches on Morris's throat. The flesh was knitting slowly. The blood had stopped, for which Leander was grateful.
"Leander took down the mamma rat," Morris said, his speech coming easier.
"If it wasn't for Morris and Dorian, the rat would have eaten me in one gulp," Leander stated. His nerves were a wreck. He knew that he needed to check up on Dorian next. But there was a slight problem.
The normal dose per day of any potion was just three dosses. And he had drank all of them. If he took even a sip of either Morris's or Dorian's mana potions, he was going to faint and wake up God knew when.
"Well, it was impressive that the three of you managed to last as long as you did, before you got cornered," Friona continued. This mission finally got paid for in full, and its rank had gone up to A because of the big rat.