It was over. A wave of relief went over Fenna when the big wraith at the ceiling died. Seeing everyone join in and turn their weapons into ranged weapons was a glorious sight. After the wave of relief, she was hit with the pain that the adrenaline of the fight had pushed back. She almost buckled through her knees, but remained standing. Her back hurt where the smaller wraith had sliced her. That would hurt for a while, no doubt about that. 

When MacKensie approached her she smiled. "We did it," she echoed as she hugged the younger woman. They did it. A gold contract. Tough, but they had managed to do it. It would have been easier with their elemental mage at their side, Fenna hoped Lilliana was well. 

She didn't think much about the crystal that glowed; she realised something would have changed, but she was too tired to give it any thought. After James helped her patch up the cut in her back to the best of his abilities, she went through her bag to get some food for a light meal, some dried fruits and dried meat from her rations, and she fed Sil some of the strips of meat as well. 

"I'm going to let Sil outside and then sleep," she told her companions as she went back through the temple, towards the door. On her way she found some lost cultist who didn't know where to go and what to do, and she offered them kind words like "it wasn't your fault" and "your family will be glad to have you back". Truth be told, she tried to be kind to anyone she came across, but was too tired to go into any in-depth discussions about good and evil with them. With the pain in her back, shallow platitudes were all she could muster.

Outside Sil was happy to stretch her wings. Fenna took a moment to look at the night sky before going back inside and find a bed so she could sleep.