The morale of Aldric's troops surged, and they chased after the retreating attackers, determined to make their enemies pay dearly for their incursion. Aldric's gaze remained cold and unyielding, his focus fixed on the retreating figures.The sight of his soldiers pursuing the retreating attackers filled him with grim satisfaction.
With his chest heaving from exertion, Aldric's eyes scanned the battlefield, ensuring no threat remained. The battle had been won, for now. Aldric knew this was just the beginning; the Raysin family would not give up until they had exacted revenge on him, on Islinda. Wait a minute...
"Fuck!"
Aldric abandoned everything and sprinted towards his quarters. He had gotten carried away with the thrill of battle and forgotten his promise to check on her, even though he had charged Kalamazoo to protect her.