While the evil of the bandits had been extinguished after both Aimee's and Noah's valiant powers, Elann could hear the wailing and crying of those who had lost people, those who were afraid, and those who were calling out to see if their loved ones were okay. 

Aimee was one of them, running to them to find Noah safely rested on the wagons edge with the stone now fallen down by his feet. Elann stood before him with an arrow notched and eyes darting about the camp for anyone else. It was so dark out and the campfire didn't help her as it only made more shadows. It seemed the last sounds of battle in the forest were heard and the remaining guards came back. She would give Aimee a quick hug as she ran up and emotionally would call out.

"Are you okay? Are you hurt? Are they gone?"

It was clear Elann had not expected a bandit raid up here between Syliras and Zeltiva. She had known bandits as being where she lived, but up here it seemed less needed. She exhaled after the hug if given and let her check on Noah. Elann could see he favored his hand that had held the orb and she looked to him to see if he was okay.

"Are you fine? You look hurt."

She renocked the arrow and strung the bow over her back so she could better come up to him. Giving him a quick kiss, she lingered close, not caring if he wanted her there or not. She needed him and his comfort as she was terrified. Yahal pointed her eyes though to the nearby families and her heart filled with sorrow and compassion for them. As soon as she was capable to move from Noah's side, long after comfort had finally come between them, she would slide slowly from him and knew she would have to use her gift to help the people.