The party returned to their quarters after the match against the Eastern Dominion. They were battered but victorious.
Ororo was the center of attention. Mirko had shifted into her humanoid form and was proudly introducing the white bunny to the others as "my newest junior." Kuro watched from the shadows with quiet approval, while Shiro welcomed her warmly, her golden eyes soft.
"You did good out there," Shiro said. "Kept us on our feet."
Ororo inclined her head. "I only did what was needed. Master's party is strong. I'm honored to support them."
Garrett was sitting on a bench, nursing his shoulder wound. The Priestess from the Eastern Dominion had managed a lucky hit before Kuro took her down. "She hits hard," he grunted, wincing as he stretched. "But I'll be fine by tomorrow."
