*Back at the Hub*
Splatters of blood now decorated the walls that were still standing inside the building they first met War and his companions. Jayden was pinned against the wall by a broken off wooden table leg that had been shoved through his right shoulder into the wall behind him. Iris was still conscious, but laid on the floor in intense pain. Her right arm that she wore her ring on was bent in an unnatural way.
Jun was the only one still standing. His sword was still out in front of him, but his entire body was trembling. He had taken so much damage that this was the extent of what he could do now.
In the front of the room, not even having broken a sweat, was War's two compatriots that had traveled with him. They still wore their brown cloaks but had dropped their hoods during the brief fight.
