"I hear we are to thank you for tonight," Pelaros said, having followed the reports to try and figure out what the hell had happened. They were ready for another grueling fight against the undead, while the miasma bombs landed on them and the city indiscriminately.
Instead, the fighting ended halfway just as the barrier fell. The undead retreating with their tails between their legs.
"Yeah, I picked up a few things recently." Eldrian nodded, finally stable after Ceph continually healed him for nearly ten minutes straight. The damage was more than just HP, SP, and MP. Rejuvenation and healing stabilized those while Eldrian's mind tried to stabilize itself.
The chaos left behind from such extreme hatred and then a sudden absence of those same emotions was not something easy to handle. It left his mind in a chaotic mess of random thoughts, pains, and fury.
"We can't rely on it" Eldrian added after a few seconds.
"What?! How can you say-"
