"He's probably helping wipe them out," Aisa continued, her voice steady. "And he wouldn't ignore the trolls either. They're a threat, same as the orcs. Findir might act like he's indifferent sometimes, but he's not going to just let this play out while there's a chance to tip the scales. He's out there doing what he does best."
Bella frowned, a hint of worry creeping into her voice. "You're sure he's okay? I mean, even for Findir, a war's no joke."
Aisa gave a small, almost amused smile. "He's not going to die that easily. You don't have to worry about him. Findir's survived worse than this."
Her confidence reassured the group, but a lingering tension remained in the air. The thought of Findir out there, possibly locked in a bloody battle, weighed on them. Still, Aisa's certainty gave them some comfort. If anyone could handle the chaos of war, it was Findir.
