The night had fallen. Tents stood on the vast green field, providing shelter for the elves who had lost their homes. They still wore smiles on their faces, despite the profound loss.
The elves were not alone, there were humans among them.
Villagers and surviving crew members mingled together. They shared food, smiled at the elf children, and spoke to the injured village folks. Joanna was busy inside one of the tents, caring for and treating patients in need of medical attention. The golden-haired girl provided treatment with care, regardless of whether the patient she was tending to was a dungeon monster or not.
On the other side, Sylvia, along with the elf mothers, was busy cooking, while Olivia and several crew members distributed food to all the camp's inhabitants.
