Where Things Stand..

"Cough! Cough! Ough-hack! Cough!"

Gwen felt like she was coughing up a lung as she use the last of her strength to teleport the four of them away from the city.

"What the hell was wrong with you two idiots...*cough*! Couldn't you see we were all about to die!" Gwen yelled at Fir and Thallan while she struggled to stay on her feet.

Thallan and Fir look down at themselves before turning around in a three hundred and sixty degree circle. They were back the encampment. 

"Why are we here?" Fir asked as he bent down to check on Aria.

  "I couldn't teleport us anywhere else...not like this." She gestured to her burn and bleeding body.

"Wha... Why did you do that!" Thallan shouted and grabbed the sides of his head. 

I felt it! It was there...and she is there...He turn to look back at towards the city walls.

"Why, you ask? Tsk... I guess you have high pain tolerance, huh?" Gwen stepped towards him and poked his chest.