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Ivan made a quick movement and caught Zenovia before she could hit the ground. Panic began to set in his mind; Did that thing poison her? Was she ok? Was she gonna die? Ivan didn't have any clue as to what to do. However, after a quick look over, it seemed that Zenovia was just extremely exhausted. Ivan let out a relieved sigh and gently picked her up.

Xen called out to the group that they were setting up camp, let's just hope they don't have another out of nowhere warg attack. Ivan walked over to what was the group's campfire and leaned Zenovia on a nearby rock before sitting beside her. This journey... It would break most people, the group had barely made it through that encounter, but it seemed that their scout was lost for better or for worst. God bless that poor elf's soul.

The best that Ivan could do, is fight on in her memory, fight on to stop this darkness from taking anymore innocent lives. Ivan snapped back to reality of the campfire being started again, now was the time to rest. Ivan looked at Zenovia, to his ring, and back to Zenovia again. [color=ed1c24]"Eru.... I asked you for aid in that battle... And I'm eternally grateful... But now I ask that Zenovia... Has a comfortable and restful night."[/color] As he quietly asked this, Ivan looked around at his exhausted and wounded allies, he wouldn't have made it without them too. [color=ed1c24]"And... If its not too much trouble... I wish that for everyone else here... Vert, Xen, Tiberius... Everyone..."[/color]