Darryl was amused; Sonya was so cross at him, yet she dared not do anything to him. He laughed inwardly and teased her. "Forget it! If you don't want to do it, then I'll have to take a rest."

"How long do you want to rest?" Sonya asked irritably.

Darryl pretended to consider it and replied, "I'll need a couple of hours. You know how scary those scaly thorns were; they almost got my meridians."

"Urgh..." Sonya was anxious to hear that.

'He needs a few hours before he could start refining