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Hey there! wc:342
The Dreamers and their allies from Cour des Miracles had managed to accomplish what they set out to do. One final, concentrated assault against the enemy forces that had terrorized them for countless weeks. The tyrannous leader was finally dethroned and their family reunited with them. Thanks to their combined efforts, they had managed to finally turn the situation around in a single day of combat. Everything was winding down now. There were no words to express how relieved the Marino man was beginning to feel. They could not let their guard down so quickly, of course, but the situation had resolved itself to a state that Ehno was comfortable with. He could finally sleep again.
Their victory did not come free, however. Lives were lost and many were injured. Ehno was among those unlucky enough to return home with physical souvenirs from the battle. The Italian felt as if he ached all over, sore from exertion and damage sustained while fighting. His right arm had been stitched up from where a crazed Guardian had left her mark with her sword, cleaned and bandaged to fight off infection. Another bandage wound around his torso, covering shallow wounds and providing support for what he strongly suspected were broken ribs.
Those ribs were what pained him the most. Since returning to Crimson Dreams territory, the male had spent most of his time bedridden in the manor. There was a constant ache radiating from where the lunatic had pummeled him, and sometimes it was just hard to breathe. The male longed for fresh air, though, and so today he convinced himself to venture out to the lake. It seemed that he wasn’t the only one who sought the quiet and calm of the lakeshore. A dark-furred wolf, presumably one of their newest additions to the pack judging from her scent, lounged beside the water. As Ehno neared, he noticed that she looked to be asleep. He slowly eased himself into a sitting position a short distance away, hissing slightly from the strain on his chest.