Layered Thoughts

"We'll be leaving now. However, I'll be in touch with you all as soon as I conclude my other business."

Rey and Esme stood before the entire Elven Camp, and while they all had mixed variants of the same emotion, they all made sure to display the purest form of gratitude towards the two of them for their contributions.

Not just for the Elementals, but also the Weapons that Rey provided for the Elves. There was also the important service of healing all of those with Miasma Poisoning and erecting a much more powerful barrier than anything they could have possibly done on their own.

What words could they possibly render to their savior that would sufficiently express just how thankful they felt towards him?

It was impossible for the Elves.

"We will expect your return, Rey. I… will expect it." Feralia bowed her head as she smiled at Rey with those strange eyes that he found a bit awkward.

"Yeah. Sure…" He responded, albeit a bit sheepishly.