Happy Days
"Have you finally woken up?" Doravoli looked at the weak William lying in the shadow of the rock. He had a sad, tearful expression on his face. He was sitting across from William, gnawing at the flesh of a small creature. It was a small lizard.
He had a bandage on his cut foot.
William felt more tired than ever, but when he discovered that he could move his hands with a snap of his fingers and a little bit of mana, he pulled hundreds of useful items from his ring. Most of these items were healing potions and blood crystals.
He spoke with difficulty, as even the movement of his jaw was painful. "Blood crystals, put some in my mouth."
Doravoli was also very tired. He even hunted down the small lizard he had gnawed, using his magic only because the lizard was too close. He waved his hand and, controlling his mana, took some of the blood crystals and brought them to William's mouth. Then he used some himself.