The tension and unease among the totem masters and their totems shifted as they continued searching for the missing and deceased. It was then that Leo, bloodied and battered, emerged from the shadows of a nearby bush. In his hand, he cradled Hellion, the small two-tailed fox, who was also bloodied and injured from the battle in his puppy-sized form.
Seeing Leo in such a state sent shivers down the spines of the onlookers as they remembered the epic confrontation with Balmon, the demon prince. There was a collective respect in the air, an acknowledgment of Leo's formidable strength and his resilience in the face of danger even though he was merely a rank one totem master.
Lara, her concern overtaking any hesitation, ran over to Leo. She didn't care about the blood that stained his clothes or the crowd that had gathered around them. She gently hugged him, her voice filled with both relief and worry.