The Aftermath of the Valley Battle

The scorching sunlight beat down relentlessly, casting a searing heat upon the weary soldiers who trudged through the battlefield, their comrades' lifeless bodies in tow. The mournful cawing of crows pierced the air, their beady eyes fixated on the fallen soldiers, awaiting their chance to scavenge the remains once the humans had departed.

In the tented area, a row of small tents stood with military precision. Among them, two tents stood out, proudly displaying flags that fluttered in the breeze, signaling the presence of Ray and Veronica. Their mercenary companions gathered around, engaged in animated conversation, their voices filled with a mix of pride and camaraderie. They regaled each other with tales of their exploits, boasting of the damage they had inflicted upon the dragon-like creature. Meanwhile, Ray and Veronica stood apart, their expressions solemn, their hands gesturing with gravity as they engaged in a discussion.