The fight was over. It had been decided. Harol had a hard time deciding whether it was the element of surprise that allowed him and Freya to come out on top in this encounter, or if the assassins were simply extremely incompetent. Now for some odd reason, Harol felt the need to cough a couple times, and so he did. It could have been dust, stress from using magic, some kind of a reflex to the amount of blood on the ground and people... he didn't know, nor did he really care to. He did need to know how his companion was doing for now though. Apparently nothing too bad, a single rather nasty cut on her arm. She would not be using that hand for a good while, but she'd manage... hopefully. Freya spoke to Harol after sitting down... or at least leaning against something... and made a remark on how they had managed to handle the situation. "Indeed I would say so. Not the absolute best outcome, but praise Ishul'Shog, we are still in one piece! Much better than I dared to expect to be quite honest, seeing there is only a single wound on the two of us", Harol answered to her and listened to her question. "You are correct, as unfortunate it is. I have no bandage with me, and my scrolls and books are absolutely [b]not[/b] going to work as substitutes to it." Harol stared further down the road and judged their chances to make it to house Clasz grounds in one go, so Freya's wound could be treated. But alas, there was no hope. They were simply too far away, and they could not rush it with her arm in such shape. After all, Harol had had his share of injuries from hauling too heavy things too carelessly, and this was much worse than a simple strain. "So what are we going to do to it now? Do you have anything you could use? We need to get going rather quickly too, we cannot stay at this point...", Harol stopped rambling as he got to the point where anything he said was only common sense, and started to slowly make his way over the bridge. This little head start would not take him far, so Freya could easily catch up, and he would even wait at the other end if the need arised.