|[Ophelia is alive, but she isn't awake yet.]| I told Typhon and he sighed in relief but he still had a pained look that made my heart ache.
I felt deeply remorseful and wished I never messed around with Abyss magic – if only I had been more careful, Ophelia wouldn't have had to suffer.
Eventually, Typhon recovered enough to look at me, and this time he was much calmer. [I got everyone out as you requested, but everything happened so fast. I couldn't bring all of them out in time.]
That was understandable, I'd already seen the dead wolves.
However, behind Typhon, there were quite a mix of creatures watching us.
I counted the nestlings present and there was none missing, the Veladrys were there, Morgana's reptiles were also there, alongside quite a number of grey wolves lurking behind the trees – he saved far more than he gave himself credit for.
|[It's alright.]| I replied. |[You did a good…]|