Chapter 1151: Princess' Offer
“Remarkable…” Clear whispered as his magic washed over Leon. “Truly remarkable… I hadn’t thought you’d be back on your feet so quickly after such horrific injuries…”
Leon grinned. “Just got tired of lying there, I suppose.”
“Sure, sure, we’ll go with that. If you have any further pain, be sure to let me know.”
Leon clapped Clear on the shoulder. “Thanks. Go and see to the wounded, they’ll need your help more than I do right now.”
The tau nodded in acknowledgment and left the tent, leaving Leon alone with Valeria, Maia, and Cassandra. He gave them a tired look before collapsing into the nearest chair. While it was true that his body had been healed by the power of the Iron Needle, it wasn’t something he’d been in control of, and the Needle had consumed a significant amount of his power instead of using its own. Add to that the amount of power he’d expended in battle with Terris, and he felt drained.
Still, work waited for no one, and after a moment of quiet thought, he summoned up the power to project his magic senses to refresh his knowledge of the damage done to his city.
Countless additional wrecks were burning in the misty veil. Between his Lances and Mir, about a third of Terris’ arks had been shot down. The cost to his defending forces had been great, however, as half of the defensive towers had been destroyed, the southern Talon was reduced to little more than a pile of rubble, and more than half of the city’s remaining defenders had been injured or killed, including the Iron Order reinforcements.
“When did they retreat?” Leon asked after gathering his thoughts.
“When you two fell,” Valeria responded as she sat next to Leon, her tone gentle and somewhat hesitant, “the arks started to pull back.”