Willian heard the Gargoyle telling them about the orders from the tribunal and said, "I would not have it any other way. Well, we rest for a couple of hours. Restore your strength and then we leave."
The people nodded and sat down in a circle. They all closed their eyes and started to meditate. They had all fought just now, and they needed to recover before they could approach the elven territory border to deal with the demons.
Two hours passed away in a blink, the people consumed the rations they were carrying to aid their recovery. The magical beings may be stronger, but the energy they need is large as well. They all recovered and stood up. The aura around them was strong enough to repel the beasts and enemies.
Willian let out a sharp whistle from his mouth and after a few moments, the red horses came out of the woods. The hunter said, "Shalom, you are the eyes in the sky, Chameleon you in the lead, the rest back to the previous arrangement."
