Ronz orders several demigods to create another dome around the arena before it dissipates. Now Ronz, Asrea, and Vilor all wait in an infirmary around an unconscious Ray. They stay silent for an hour before anyone is willing to speak.
"We won, but honestly, it doesn't feel that way... I mean we were the ones who should've been careful about sneaking Ray in here, but he was the one that got hurt..." Asrea murmurs.
"No, it wasn't your fault, you did well," Ronz replies, "I should have realized that we were being spied on and that there were traitors in my family..."
"Both of you, stop." Vilor interrupts before either can continue, "Ray needed a favor from the both of you and getting upset with yourself in hindsight is pointless. You both did your absolute best, no one could've predicted that Bradwyr would become a godling."
Ronz looks over, stunned, "I never thought I would be lectured by you..."
