"Have a look at this, Everlive." The fishy person gestured at what looked like a simplified color wheel.

don't know what happened between the creature yanking the dagger out and me waking up in a bed — I probably passed out of the pain — but by now I was certain that this could, somehow, get worse.

I thought that being stranded on a boat with a dagger stuck in my stomach was the worst it could get. The boat tipping over and tossing me into the freezing water was simply expediting the inevitable.

Air filled my lungs when it should not have. My hands went to my stomach despite the paralyzed left arm.