MORGAYNE & CY.
The Potions worked like magic. Well, Morgayne considered, they probably were magic. Like the healing magic of white mages, they left her even more fatigued than she was before, but it didn't matter: in the span of seconds, the crushed bones in Morgayne's left leg had reformed. Cautiously, she rose to her feet. A rush of dizziness sent her head spinning, but Morgayne stayed standing. Her body trembling -- or was that just the ground? -- she turned to Cy with a relieved smile. "I don't know about you, but I am definitely ready to get out of here."