The Spirit Snake fired a [Healing Splash] at the man. It looked exactly like she had spit on his face, but the black streaks began to recede, and the blood-red eye stopped leaking as it slowly returned to normal.
[By Trial Of Champions, The Darklight Host Alliance has won the Guild War.]
[Final Damage:]
Demon Guild Alliance ? 31 dead
Darklight Host Alliance ? 11 dead The Champion rolled to his knees and used his blade to help him to his feet as the pain of the lingering poison wracked his body, along with the lingering effects of [Shatter], which had applied with the bite to the face.
[Everyone to the space. Let's not give them a chance to get revenge on you.] Karl insisted.
"No wonder you're a Champion. That Class of yours is absolutely broken. It's like fighting an entire raid team at once." He commended as the majority of Karl's beasts vanished back to their spaces to plan an advancement party for Thor. Remi was pretty sure that they could get the Elves to polish his scales, and there weren't many better rewards for Thor than that.
Karl wasn't sure what to do now, but Hawk was relaying the scene to them.
[There are clerics pouring out of the buildings now, gathering bodies. I think they'll revive them.] Hawk informed them.
Then he paused, and Karl sensed his confusion.
They hadn't been dead long, so it should be possible to revive them, but they were starting the resurrection ritual.
That would put them all in new bodies, which didn't seem like what you wanted for powerful people like these.
"Thirty one to eleven. What a slaughter. Now, I'll have to see what is left of the Alliance as we pack." The Champion sighed before tilting his head back and pouring another potion over his face.
"The snake bite to the eyeball was unexpected, but damn does this hurt. Even after healing, the pain still isn't fading." He complained.
"I don't have anything for strong healing, so you'll likely need a cleric. Should we go inside and check on them?" Karl suggested, just in case someone was planning to cause trouble.
"You might as well, but I'll be leaving. It's not like I can shamelessly show my face in the city again while my Alliance is packing up to leave their homes. If any of them ask, I'm on my way to Hoiringa, and I will wait for them at the Alliance House there."
Karl nodded, and the warrior walked away as the door to the armoury opened and the guard supervisor stuck his head outside.
"We're alright? It's over?" He asked hesitantly.
"Yeah, it's over. Decision by duel in favour of the Darklight Host." Karl explained.
The Elves came pouring out and began to swarm Thor, cooing and praising his much more golden scales.
Rae made them a bunch of polishing cloths, and the Elves giggled as they got to work, scrubbing him down and climbing all over the happy Cerro. The rags didn't seem to be getting damaged, and the kids were sliding down Thor, which made Karl think that his scales were becoming smooth again.
"Are you sure you only knew them for one night?" The Guard Captain asked as he left the building to resume his station.
"Yep. But he did keep them safe twice now. Both in battle against bandits and by protecting the guard building during the fight. Elves are quite in tune with animals, it seems."
The Captain nodded. "They're an odd bunch, but the Elves are good people. They seem to have really taken to your Cerro, though. I don't think that I've seen a group of kids that happy in a long time. Now tell me, how were the casualties?"
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