Chapter 464: Eve of War
At the western wall of Hollow Shade sat crouched the Lord of the Great House of Noir. White magic flowed through Elzri’s hands and into Loh’s leg. The quiet sound of flesh and bone knitting back together was drowned out by the clanging footsteps of soldiers rushing past. The healing spell weaved into Loh’s wounds and it felt as if liquid fire was being poured into her broken shin. She grimaced and bore the pain in silence.
“What were you thinking!?” Elzri chastised quietly while keeping his attention on her leg.
“The Bulwark Commander was going to bombard the docks. How many countless innocents do you think— agh!” Loh’s expression scrunched up in pain.
“Stay still, I don’t have time to do a proper long and careful healing session. The less you move the less it’ll hurt,” Elzri warned her.
Loh scowled, “How many countless innocents do you think would die if Commander Octavia fired those trebuchets?”
“In the end, she didn’t fire.”
“Only because that damn dragon did the job for her.”
“Exactly. The docks are in ruins and the enemy retreated back into the river, probably thanks to that elemental water mage you spoke of.”
Loh bit her trembling lip and looked away. “...You’re right,” she said quietly. “We failed. I tried to save them, but in the end, they all died anyway… Cornelius died for nothing.”