JAY CADMIUM'S POV:
I returned to the main camp, cuts visible all over my body and scrapes engraved in my armor. Due to the bind exhaustion that every individual had begun to feel on the battlefield, both forces decided to retreat and regain their power.
I could tell Ares had wanted to wipe me out in one blow, but he quickly realized it wasn't realistic.
That being said, this outcome was a tremendous victory for the Dragons. We had formed a line along the West, a defensive perimeter, that we were already beginning to expand to make sure we couldn't get flanked.
I entered the most intricate tent amongst those placed for daily life and rest, my eyes falling on the white-haired princess sleeping peacefully. It seemed like she had finally lost consciousness, and I had been told to immediately begin the healing process if we wanted to assure that she could make a permanent recovery.
I held my arm above her, opening my palm and closing my eyes.
"Integrate," I muttered.
