[@FalloutJack][@Trainerblue192] The words seemed to startle him [color=a187be][b]"Y-yes, my king!"[/b][/color] His voice almost quivering as he continued to assess the overall damage. His eyes went wide as he realized the extent of the injuries, perhaps wondering how anyone could remain standing in this state. Soon you felt a slow but steady flow of healing energy enter your body, a low-tier spell called 'Mend' it would appear like [color=a187be][b]"Y-y-your self-regeneration s-should be boosted. I-I am sure you will be walking out of here shortly.."[/b][/color] He shakily said. Garlock's clever ruse seemed to work on the Alskyra, who ceased his work after seeing the majority of the surface damage done. He backed away and dropped onto his right knee, bending his back downwards [color=a187be][b]"I-I believe I have done all I can, your majesty. I shall send my prayers to Tyris for your complete recovery."[/b][/color] He said with fear and reverence, remaining kneeling on the ground. Something that came to your attention was that the medical tent was surprisingly empty save for you, Alskyra, and the border captain. The heavy footsteps of the captain could be heard long before he spoke [color=fdc68a][b]"My liege, I sent two men to deliver a message to Prince Desmond and Prince Dante. They will likely head for Armos and await your return."[/b][/color] Once again, his right fist was placed over his heart. [@FalloutJack][@Lauder][@Lugubrious] The shock of so many powerful creatures began to wane on Lucius's mind, as if any ounce of hope that remained was crushed. It was as if the reality of this situation was something he was struggling to comprehend. It was only upon hearing Star's question that he really began to react at all [color=salmon][b]"I..I am King Lucius of the Dremorian Empire..."[/b][/color] There was clear disdain in his eyes as he looked at Star, the look of a man's pride reduced to nothing but ash. The revelation that all of these beings served under the same master seemed to strike him, as his face drained of any expression. He had no power to resist Tatter even if he wanted to with the state of his body. A bit of color came back into his face as his body was cleansed of any and all damage, even restoring his energy completely. He held out his arms in front of him in amazement then let them to fall to his side, as he took a more dignified stance. His eyes narrowed and gaze flickered to each one of the beings before him, examining each one of them for a few moments [color=salmon][b]"Forgive me for not expressing my gratitude, Tatter. It is difficult to be grateful to a group that slaughtered so many of my toys."[/b][/color] He seemed to regain a little of his boldness with the energy lent to him. However, he did not seemed to be preparing to escape. [@Lugubrious] The woman in white stopped as soon as you appeared, her eyes and expression unchanging. No matter how much closer Helena got, the woman did not make any movement whatsoever. Her gaze remained locked on the road ahead and didn't follow Helena as she walked around her, like a predator to its prey. However, when she heard the words a bit of sadness seemed to seep into her face as she looked down towards the ground slightly. When Helena made her way in front of her again, the woman in white stepped forward and without a word took a hold of Helena's hand in a speed only other guardians could muster. Her grip was soft as it could be, just like her skin. Both of her eyes closed for a few moments, appearing to be in a kind of trance. After those few moments, her eyes opened fully and her hand slipped away. She glanced at the ground before you while furrowing her brows, then looked up into your eyes [color=6ecff6][b]"I am a messenger."[/b][/color] She spoke with a monotone, but beautiful voice. Now that you were closer, you could see that she was actually blind. Her silver eyes bearing the same traits of one who could not see [color=6ecff6][b]"You are confused. A fear resides within you, hidden behind a steel composure. Do not be afraid. I do not intend to harm you, or the others of your party."[/b][/color] She did not show any signs of being dishonest [color=6ecff6][b]"I was given the name Priscilla. May I ask yours?"[/b][/color] [@Lunarlord34] Nearly each corpse was covered in several mortal wounds centered around the chest along with several signs of massive burns. However, the good majority of the corpses seemed to be in a relatively good state showing only a few hours of decomposition. The armor consisted of the same black metal on the two survivors with Volaris and we were all in a similar state. There was one item in particular that showed up on nearly all of the dead bodies. It was a silver metal object, in the shape of a small shield-like badge. There was an inscription on the top that read: [i][b]"Through the Fires of Hell, We are Reborn." [/b][/i]. Under that, was a insignia of a pair of black wings against a wall of fire. Along the bottom read another inscription: 1st Gen. Nothing else of value came up in the search. Blood was splashed against every wall that Elizabeth passed. Remnants of a makeshift barricade were scattered across a hallway leading to a spiral stair-case. Every room that she passed had its door forcibly broken down and the splatters of blood made it obvious what happened to the people inside. It looked mostly abandoned except for the signs of the recent battle. That was until Elizabeth reached the room the barricade was meant to protect. A table was leaning on its side with only two of its legs intact. A mostly intact map with a small blood splatter on its bottom-left corner laid on the floor.