Sylvia also panted after she smashed her staff into the ogre's head, trying to catch her breath and calm down from her adrenaline rush. She looked around at the carnage they left behind, and she nodded in agreement quietly, "We did it...!" She felt joy that they made it through the battle. All of them were...okay for the most part. Shortfang definitely needs healing the most out of all of them. She then addressed all of her friends once more, "Nice job everyone! Let's head back to Andras and Ferric. I don't think it would be a good idea to linger for too long," 

As she led the way back, she thought about the battles so far. It was so strange and surreal...how she was getting used to fighting monsters like they were nothing now, and she was pulling off moves and techniques only seen in martial arts movies. Come to think of it, most people back home would run away from monsters like the harpies and goblins...wouldn't they? The fact that she had taken a lot of goblin and harpy lives somewhat bothered her, but she tries not to think about it as she leads the way back.