Helios is the busiest person tonight. He is without being asked to be an impromptu officer who records the number of victims, be it dead or injured. The royal advisors are also busy organizing and discussing which they should fix first with the race leaders.
Nearly five hundred people were injured, and fortunately, only a hundred people died miserably.
Helios sighed. Maybe he should propose getting the Witches to arrange a mass funeral.
The makeshift tents had been built around the bonfire. The Dwarves were busy helping the Mermaids treat the injured and making medicinal potions. The Fairies were jumping up and down, entertaining the children as they played.
Although there were still cries of sorrow from the victims who lost their family members and some human children who were vulnerable to the night wind, all of that was manageable and the Witches seemed to have a sense of self. They nimbly provided what was needed.
