I was still a bit woozy as I moved back into the courtroom with the others. A few candidates were hunched over against the wall, still looking very ill, while others, like Eyran, were sitting up just fine.

"Hey, how are you doing?" I asked, sitting down next to him.

"Hanging in there," said Eyran, resting back on his elbows. "I studied the previous trials and brought some things just in case something like this happened."

"Why didn't I think of that?" ...