The information crashed through my mind in a tangled mass — too much, too fast, no time to sort through it all. I knew I'd need to process it properly later, piece by piece.
But right now, my muscles were screaming at me. Everything ached too much for me to care about anything else.
I let myself fall back flat against the body of the dead beast, its cooling flesh oddly comfortable beneath me. For a moment I just lay there, staring at nothing, letting my body remind me exactly how close that fight had been.
The first thing that surfaced through the fog of exhaustion was the tier designation.
'Three plus signs. Is that normal?'
