[Erichthonios would like to do more, and were it only his body being put to the test he might stubbornly continue until his stamina runs out completely. Yet the call of his friend suggesting they pause is one he heeds, he straightening up to wipe his brow with the back of his wrist.]

You may be right.

[Taking a deep breath, he sighs, arm dropping back to his side.]

I have heard tale that the limbs of a dangerous creation... or creature, yet cause trouble in the area. 'Tis perhaps for the better that we do not exhaust ourselves entirely.