The battle was finally over. With a sigh, Faeron twirled her spear over her shoulder, glancing around as the rest of the players either headed to the next floor or just talked among themselves. Fortunately, there weren't too many casualties, despite Raven's and her prediction...but at the same time Karen's death meant a lot more than it should have. She grit her teeth as she closed the menu for the exp and col, pissed at herself for not being able to do more. However, the thought of Cash, Raven, and Ryan flew to her mind. Where were they? They weren't - 

She glanced around, catching the side of Raven talking to a beastmaster. She ran over towards the two of them, her lips pulling up into a small smile. "Hi," she greeted before turning to Raven. "How are the others?" she asked, fearing the worst.