ARE YOU CONCUSSED?

When the adrenaline rush in his bloodstream simmered down, he threw his head over his shoulder and immediately rushed back to Giovanni, his heart pounding in his chest. Fortunately, he was stirring awake, groaning in pain as he pressed his hand against the bleeding gash on his forehead. Luciano knelt beside him, his hands shaking as he reached out to help him lean back against the rough cave wall.

"Are you okay?" he asked, his voice filled with worry.

Giovanni blinked up at him, his dark eyes clouded with confusion. Clearly disoriented, he whispered, "What the fuck?"

He took a deep breath, trying to remain calm as he inspected his wound carefully. The cut was deep, but thankfully it did not look too serious.

"What the fuck happened?"

"You got pushed back by one of the fey warriors and hit your head," he said.

"But I was standing way out of the way."

"Magic," he clarified. "We are in the realm of the fey, remember?"

"Oh."