[Poggio]

Before Galvin could say anything about his bladder, he was pulled to his feet. He laughed off the eery feeling since the man was right. Soon his thighs, hips and leg muscles were protesting movement at all and his hand clenched around Ambrosia's bicep to keep from falling. It was a delightful reminder of the previous nights activities. “Tired has now become an understatement.” he said testing his legs again and fighting against the various throbbing spots of pain.