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Without a word, the fanatics from the Holy Kingdom turned and left Caron and his group behind. Though each wore an expression of barely contained fury, they unleashed that anger on the remaining beasts instead.
Crack!
Those demonic monsters who were left standing bore the brunt of the fanatics' wrath. Finally, with the tension easing, Caron and his group could focus on regrouping.
Swoosh!
A stream of water, summoned by Orion's spirits, washed the blood from their bodies. The water carried a gentle healing aura, its magic calming wounds as it flowed.
Caron let out a grunt as he felt spirits of earth extract the bloodied spear embedded in his shoulder. They then packed the wound with soil to stem the bleeding. While the process worked, it came with a searing pain that left him grimacing.
"Drink this," Orion said, handing Caron a small flask from his cloak. "It's water infused with Mother's Dew. Far better than the potions humans use. There's enough for each of you to have one bottle."
"Well, you elves sure have a way of looking out for friends. Thank you," Caron said, then popped the cork and chugged it down. The cool, revitalizing sensation spread through him, dulling the edge of his pain.
Orion passed a flask to each of them before settling down beside ...
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