"Rest and recover for today," Caedos said to his remaining captains after they had returned to the castle. "Send a few scouts to Ibaeron, it's a delicate time now, it's imperative that we keep an eye out."
All three were still wrapped in bandages, their eyes hued red from exhaustion, but they saluted vigorously regardless.
Caedos warped directly to his room, going right to his bed. They had won the battle against all odds, there was no telling how Flaeris would take the defeat of one of its cities.
Rescuing the captive Hellhounds in Ibaeron was the task with the highest priority at the moment, and the only reason they weren't already in the Fiend city was simply that they were too injured to.
Caedos fell into another restless sleep, awoken at sunset by Lady Dilya once more. This time, she brought him a hot meal, making no attempt to encourage him to eat with everyone else.
