[Gretin]

After lying motionless for Odd knows how long, Ralph suddenly seemed to come back to life. He moved his head upwards slowly, trying to recall how he'd gotten into this position.

Seeing Jim, the slig, and the vykker all lying on the floor it all suddenly came back to him - Jim being shot at by the vykker and then some spiritual power throwing him against the wall.

Trying to use the wall to lift himself up off the floor, he found that he was unable to move his right arm. Glancing at it, he noticed that it seemed to be bent at an unnatural angle.

"Well, that's annoying," he grumbled aloud; looking at the dent in the steel wall, it wasn't surprising that he'd sustained some kind of damage.
But that wasn't important right now.

Pushing himself up using his good arm, he moved over to Jim and knelt down beside him putting his left hand on the other mudokon's shoulder.

"Jim! Are you ok?"