The sound of merry-making could be heard inside the Glory Shelter as Humans, Dwarves, Lizardfolk, and the Demons ate and drank their fill.
After seeing the golden portal that would take all of them back home, everyone decided to have one last celebration party in the Deadlands, before they returned to their homeworlds.
"Hah~ the taste of victory is awesome." Swiper burped after drinking the bottle of wine in his hand. "I knew that I was born a winner. Hahahaha!"
Eldon chuckled beside the drunk Demonic Boar as he drank the wine that he had been saving for a special occasion.
Lindir ate the barbecued meat with gusto as he stared at the Demonic Boar with contempt.
The Swamptide Shelter had formed an alliance with the Dwarves and the Demons before the battle.
They only followed the plan that they had formulated beforehand, to backstab Morax's troops, when they were about to crush Eldon's and Swiper's resistance.
