The Battle In The Cavern

The small infirmary Arielle had prepared in Westmont was bustling with activity. She had called together every healer she could find to tend to the individuals Damien had sent to the town.

The group, still weak and disoriented from their ordeal, lay on makeshift beds while healers worked tirelessly to patch up their wounds and restore their strength. Despite the busy scene, Arielle's mind was elsewhere—focused on Damien.

She stepped outside, her eyes immediately drawn to Aquila and Luton, who appeared to be preparing to leave.

The Griffin stretched its powerful wings, its sharp gaze scanning the horizon, while Luton bounced lightly atop its back, its gelatinous form glowing faintly.

Alarmed, Arielle hurried toward them, placing herself firmly in their path.