Liam stood slowly, the fire of determination starting to warm through the grief still heavy in his chest. Gorr's death weighed on them all, but letting it paralyze them would mean more death. And they'd already lost too much. He turned his eyes toward the others.
"We need to find Borik... Von... Eleanor," Liam said quietly, but the firmness in his voice cut through the silence. "And Sera, if she's still alive. We can't leave them behind."
Marcus nodded, his face grim. "Yeah."
Jason glanced over at Gorr's body one last time, his jaw tight. Then he stepped beside Marcus, offering a hand to help shift Mariel's unconscious form onto his back again. She was lighter than she looked, limp like a rag doll. Her head slumped gently against Marcus's shoulder as he steadied her with one arm. They had no time to mourn anymore. No time to pause.