"We lost," Elian wailed, as Alya left him sitting on the floor of the sewer. Less than a meter from the dirty water that ran nonstop. "We lost," the boy's voice was full of regret and frustration. "We lost..."
'Yes, we lost,' the girl thought, lowering her head. 'We gave it all, and we still lost.'
"What are you talking about, Elian?" Nahuel knelt down, looking into the sad eyes of his friend. "We liberated a shrine. That is a victory."
Elian didn't answer, he just closed his eyes and let his head fall back, leaning it against the wall. Nahuel and Yaima had found Alya and Elian in the middle of a street, when they were fleeing from the Legion. Fortunately, they found a manhole cover that they were able to get into, before Bayit could find them. While Jaex was weak enough to chase after them.
