With the fighting passed, others began to return to the main structure. Meesei saw Janius come through the door, followed shortly by Tzirret and Newt. Prior to their arrival, she had also heard Fendros shout from below that Sabine and Peiter had returned along with Janius, which was a great relief to her. 

Colors, upon Gallus' response, raised his hands up and shook his head. "No no, not that kind of pride. Werelions. We're werelions. My pride, we were all captured. They've been holding them in one of their own outposts nearby, t-torturing them, but keeping them alive. They said that if I didn't do what they said, they'd execute them. I knew Ra'maranja planned to burn this place down, but I didn't know about those reinforcements; I guess that was his backup plan or something. But if they got away, then they'll at least know that I'm not useful to them anymore. They might head back there and give the order to execute them. Please, I-I can't let them die. We have to go save them!"

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Peiter tried to keep his spirits as high as he possibly could, given the situation. They were back with the rest of the pack, and it at least seemed like everyone was fine. By the reactions of everyone around him, he seemed to be a priority in terms of healing, so hopefully, no one else was hurt any worse than himself. During the fight, he had heard one of the archers shout out something about Ra'maranja being "found out," which certainly made it seem like they were in league with one another. 

Although it would have been easier just to lie down and let everyone else carry him around, Peiter did not want to allow himself to fall unconscious. Not until he was in the hands of one of their healers. Once he was placed down on the lift, he slowly forced himself to stand, holding onto one of the roped for support. His legs were not especially injured, he just felt weak overall from a combination of fatigue and blood loss. He could stand on his own, but needless to say, he was not going to be doing any running. 

To Sabine in front of him, Peiter tried to return her smile. Her healing had dulled the pain somewhat from its former intensity, even though it was still there, he was still thankful for it. Indeed, without her treatment by the edge of the stream, he might have lost too much blood before they could make it back. A few tears formed in his eyes, and his breathing became unsteady. Taking a slow, deliberate step forward, he reached out and hugged Sabine tightly. "Thank you. I'm so glad you're okay." He said in a shaky voice, almost as if he were sobbing.