Sylvia headed back with her friends. She noticed that the frontlines had been attacked, and the kobolds still had three giant crocodiles. She felt a little more worried now. She seriously needed to rest and recover her ki for the battle to come. She took the time to meditate somewhere quiet. Along the way, she had noticed that there didn't seem to be any sign of Shor and his team. The scouts who had gone to find them hadn't returned either.

Sylvia felt a pit in her stomach...did she...make a mistake in her judgment? Should she have told Shor and his group to go after the Jabrani or the Toxin Croak after all...?

...She was no leader...

She shook her head, shaking off the self-doubt as she continued to meditate. After thirty minutes had passed, she decided to see if Cera had heard of them. From what she recalled, she was at the weapons tent. Hopefully, she'd still be there...