Description
Phobeg, forgotten, bruised, battered, and helpless, woke up and tried to sit up weakly, but failed. He heard the voice of the pitiless mob screaming for his death. He saw his antagonistβs shadow standing a few paces away in front of the ramp, paying no attention to him, and dimly and as though from a great distance he had heard him refuse to kill him. He had heard, but he did not comprehend. He just wanted to immerse himself again in the peace of darkness.