As the dust settled and the chaos of battle faded, the grim reality of our situation hit us all at once. The guild hall, our home and sanctuary, lay in ruins. The need to find a new place to regroup and plan our next move was urgent.
I glanced around at the weary faces of my comrades. "Alright, everyone," I began, trying to muster a tone of leadership, "we need to find a new place to stay. Let's split into teams and start looking for a suitable location."
Tharos, still in his dragon form, grinned toothily. "A cave would suit me just fine."
Amelia rolled her eyes, her usual stern demeanor softened by exhaustion. "Not everyone wants to sleep on a pile of rocks, Tharos."
"Speak for yourself," he retorted. "Rocks can be quite comfortable if you know how to arrange them."
