[A respite it seems, after the last dragon falls to their weapons, though whether it will be brief or last a while is anyone's guess. She shakes at her mace and shield to ensure none of the dark whisps of energy linger on them - you can't be too sure, with how strange the magic of this world can be and how mysterious these crystals are - and when she glances over to meet his gaze, she nods. She has a few light scuffs here and there, areas where claws might have grazed or where an impact might cause light bruising later, but otherwise she's fine.]
There we are. That wasn't so terrible, but let's not drop our guard.
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There we are. That wasn't so terrible, but let's not drop our guard.