Something different

Meanwhile, a black cloth had been spread out behind him and he had to lie down on it. The golden face of Hyaun hovered above him, and even from this position He seemed to be looking straight into his eyes. He waited anxiously. One of the priests handed him what looked like a small ball of dried leaves and asked him to chew it.

'That's the Zhangha!' Raen thought excitedly. It was the first time he took it. Willingly he opened his mouth and bit it up. The stuff tasted bitter, but he chewed on it for a long time and swallowed the resulting juice. At first he did not feel anything of the supposed miraculous effect, which was one of the greatest secrets of the warriors. Out of the corner of his eye he saw the priest's shadow kneeling next to him, and that the shadow was holding a knife. Raen wanted to open his eyes and sit up, but felt strangely lazy. The contours blurred, only to emerge even more clearly afterwards. The light grew bright and Raen seemed to be able to hear every s