(Meanwhile, Leo)
While Veyr slowly pushed himself back onto his feet and the Cult Army rushed forward to greet their Dragon, Leo scanned the surroundings with sharp, measured focus, because unlike the others, he understood that this war was far from over.
'It's not over until I get everyone back to Ixtal safely….'
Leo thought, as his gaze settled on Clarence's unconscious body lying helplessly a few hundred meters away.
'If this were any other day, I'd probably take the chance to get rid of you while you're knocked out….. but unfortunately today's not that day'
He thought, as he clicked his tongue and shifted his attention, eyes moving toward Terrance, who, though not unconscious, was barely holding himself together, the Demi-God locked in an awkward plank-like posture as he struggled to rise.
'Not good. With Divine Regeneration, he'll be back on his feet in a minute or two…. Probably ready for combat in three or four.'
Leo realized grimly, as his heartbeat quickened.
