They had dismounted, resting their horses for a time as they sat upon the flat faced rocks of the stoney hill crest watching over the darkened trees of the forest below them.
Eliezer sat a short distance away from the rest of them, looking out into the night as he watched the black monsters which circled the skies above Elkshire. He could see the fiery light which flared against the darkness as the city burned, and he looked on sorrowfully as he watched it, his eyes hurting for the solemn scene of flame and death.
He felt a hand touch against the upper part of his arm, gripping gently from behind him, and he turned his head to see.
"Why do you subject yourself to watch this?" the softly melodic voice of his beloved friend asked him, and he smiled as he felt his heart warm. "Come back where the others are and laugh with them," she quietly implored him.