"I'll catch up! I should find Faeron." As Raven turned from yelling to Ryan, he almost ran over the girl with the pet who was addressing him. "Oh, uh, well, we won." He smiled triumphantly and then sighed, shaking his head. "But not without a cost. The Legion of Light lost several members, including their second in command, along with having lost several solo players. One of my party lost a leg, though the game won't let him play without it. I saw a guy loose an arm and get it back over a couple days. But, uh, yeah, that's about it." He looks around before facepalming and looking at the girl again, noting the winged cat with her and smiling. "Oh, right, manners. I'm Raven, my party's Blade master. You look like a beast master, but I don't know your name."