"Two Days Off Course"

The dust slowly settled, revealing the scale of the destruction. Trees lay toppled like toothpicks, rocks were shattered, and at the center of it all, the colossal body of the Cragheart lay motionless. The silence was almost deafening, considering the chaos that had reigned in the forest just moments before.

Leonard, leaning against a tree, was breathing heavily. Pain shot through his entire body, but the adrenaline from the battle still coursed through his veins. His eyes searched for his companions.

Mikaela knelt beside Kaleb, who was pale and trembling, but conscious. She was casting another healing spell, the golden glow enveloping the mage's injured arm.

"Kaleb… you were... incredible," Leonard said, with a weak smile.

Kaleb tried to reply, but the words came out as a faint, indistinct murmur. He seemed exhausted, both physically and magically drained.