Carseain carried Cahill on his back as he instructed the survivors to wait for help.
He casted the spell that made grass thicker, good enough to sleep comfortably. Accelerated the growth of fruits on nearby trees to ripen them enough to eat right away and burnt the firewood with his lighting magic.
He made sure that they would be able to get through the time by which aid will arrive.
He went a little deeper into the forest and used his Forest's blessings to treat Cahill before using the teleportation scroll as he was afraid it might take a toll on his body.
Cahill was regaining his consciousness. He felt as if he was floating in air.
Cahill: ' Huh? What's going on?
Enemies?.... I remember... I killed them...
I guess mission was successful after all...
That's great... I made it through another one...
Now, I have to get up and go home...
