Leza and Devotion slowly dragged Alex and Victor's unconscious bodies into the cavern, laying them on blankets and letting them rest. It wasn't obvious, but Leza had expended a great deal of energy to close Victor and Alex's wounds. For the moment, they were not bleeding anymore.
Devotion sat and watched the soft rising and falling of their chests. They were breathing, and it looked like it would stay that way.
"Do you... want to talk about what happened?" Leza asked, cautiously. It was obvious that Devotion was very upset over the day's events.
"It's... I don't know. It's not fair." Devotion began to say. "My 'benefactor,' as Dreven called it- no, him - was questionable. A man corrupted by power, that at first sought me only to become free. As time went on, we both grew, but there was still darkness in him. He only escaped it at the last moment, just before he died."
"So he's dead now?" Leza asked.
