IC: Aaron pulled Fury out of the monster's body as it evaporated, reholstering it on his back and walking away, patting the whimpering Bachus on the back as he did, before joining the others that were still near the door. He limped as he walked, one foot evidently burnt worse than the other, his armor scorched in some places from the fight.

His adrenaline was gone, that ache he had whenever his anger left him coming back as he drank a healing potion, his life bar and stride recovering as he did, finally reaching their group. "I think we can beat this when I see people like you fighting these monsters. Nice job, all of you."