93. The Cost

AGNARR.

The battle cost us, even if victory was ours… Xendaya is in a makeshift tent and a healer has taken a look at her. She and my son are both fine, but she is very weak.

She suffered blunt force trauma to her back, which impacted her womb, but she is well - they both are.

She was given blood and we now wait until she wakes up.

Although I don’t want to leave her, I need to meet the rest of the armies who have gathered. To learn how many we have lost and to thank our allies.

Nefzaan’s men who did not surrender were killed, and those who did surrender are being held prisoner until justice is served.

‘Agnarr… where are you?’ Kaizoran’s voice comes. He sounds exhausted. The heavy footfalls from outside prove that a considerable sized army has returned.

‘I am coming.’ I respond, stepping around the corner of the tents. I stop in my tracks, looking at Hazran and Dagnoth’s lifeless bodies that Kaizoran carries. I frown slightly but simply shake my head.

Niko is beside him and alth