"Hey, Ramza!" The Barkeep held him in a reclining position and patted his cheeks. "How'd you get someone to wake up, he should be enough alive."

He had exhausted so much of his healing power during the past...hour? Who knew how long they spent in the pit and the void. Time may not have existed for all they knew, but he felt he was draining himself of magic for eternity.

"We gotta get him outta here."