Telrayel quickly checked the downed apes. They were surely dead and wouldn't kill anymore. Fial'gra Unlike Ringel. The elf checked if he could reuse any of his arrows but as it was so often if he hit true, the wood splintered.

It was good that Ringel took care of Michael, it was weird. It seemed that they're reactions were switched. Perhaps he needed someone that could cry for him.

He quickly strode over to Tanna-Mai, fearing that she was poisoned by something but it seems she was just ill. He try'd to comfort her with a pat on the back.

Yes, let's scram as fast as possible. We won't stay safe for long.