"Are we in such a rush that we cannot spare a night?" said Riftan.
An ambiguous expression rose on Hebaron's face.
After silently assessing his vice commander, Riftan rose to his feet. "I'm going to inspect the camp and find out our exact situation."
Maxi sighed as she watched him stride out of the tent. She doubted he would listen to any pleas for him to rest.
Before long, the mages who had remained at the ruins entered through the tent canvas. They cast restorative magic over the returning party members, and Maxi gained just enough energy to move around. She used it mostly on filling her stomach with the food the knights brought in. Afterward, she drew water from the hot spring and stumbled into the small tent at the reservoir's edge. As she began to wash, waves of drowsiness from the food and warm scrub-down began to crash over her.
After slipping into a fresh set of clothes, she returned to her tent. Soon, crouched in front of the brazier, she began to nod off.