[Salone]

Lev went entirely lax, his mind becoming calmed. Slowly he realized that he had just partially eaten a man's arm. He made a small effort to spit the blood out of his mouth, trying to expel what he could. He closed his eyes, his strength for the day just about giving out. He mumbled something unintelligible, and drifted off in to exhaustion while the force over his mind still had hold of him.