Garnt, Rona, Ayra, Unami, and Baktou gathered near the entrance, ready to leave for the main village. The air was heavy with the weight of recent events, and the wounds of the battle were still fresh.
Garnt looked at Telvi, concern etched on his face. "Are you okay, Telvi?"
She nodded with a small smile. "Thanks to everyone, I'm fine. Don't worry about me." She still had some wounds on her hands and legs, but none of them were bad enough for others to worry too much about her.
Baktou approached Telvi and wrapped his arms around her in a comforting hug. "It wasn't your fault. Kalina deceived all of us."
Telvi nodded, accepting Baktou's words, but a tinge of sadness lingered in her eyes. "I thought I found a friend, but it looks like I was delusional,"
Others felt her guilt and sadness, as she muttered those words, but Garnt knew it was time for them to leave.
