Harold limped towards the group. His arms were severely burned while he carried Squabee forward. His face had dry tears on them, just like all his comrades. He noticed Luna, Sarah, Steel and Bo sulking and slowly walked over to them.
"You all remember too, huh?"
However, the reason they were upset went beyond the memory of their fallen comrade. In this fight, they were completely helpless. It was a large wake-up call for any future fights they would have to endure as a group. For Luna, her power was rendered useless because of Zoey's flames. For Sarah, she similarly couldn't take any space because the ground under her feet would have been scorched. With Steel and Bo, they were simply not suited to direct confrontation combat, especially Bo. That feeling of helplessness stung horribly. If this fight ended any worse, they all could have been killed, and would have been powerless to stop it.
Steel was the first one to speak up.
