They came rolling in, the arrival far from pleasant, it felt like they had been flung through the air like filthy bags, but it was alright, they were no longer in danger, and they had accomplished what needed to be done, the proof of which lay in Griar's embrace.
"F-Flor… Are you alright?" he stuttered as he spoke her language, almost struggling to believe that he had actually managed to do it, the hood on the girl's robes was down, revealing her face in full.
She was… Many times more beautiful than he remembered, Flor had been pretty even when her body was abnormally skinny, and now, it seemed like Lady Fe treated her priestesses nicely, as Flor was actually at a healthy weight now, her emaciated face was gone, replaced with that of a regular young woman.
"Griar…?" she seemed a bit out of it.
He nodded.
