Vijudius laid on a sort of stone slab, probably what the elves from Wind-Swept Ravine called a bed, to a person that was not a degenerate stone eater, however, this thing was not a bad at all, it was a torture device, but no matter how much he explained basic logic like this to his captor–Or rather–Saviour, she just acted like he was insane.
He had learned that her name Giliniel, elves seriously had a problem with adding 'I' all over the place in their names, or so he thought without realising that it was also a prominent trait in human naming conventions…
In any case, as he rested and did his best to recuperate whilst having to lie upon literal stone, he focused on circulating the fighting spirit that was slowly being produced within him, by doing so, he could fill his energy reserves faster, and by using fighting spirit, he could heal help his body heal up faster as well.
