"Also…" added Netra, turning to face her worried mother, "I'm glad I made you proud."
"Netra! You've always made me proud!" As any worried mother would, Puula began inspecting Netra's injuries.
Vloz chuckled, "She's fine. With some rest and healing items, Netra will be back at full strength tomorrow."
"How about a celebratory feast?!"
Everyone looked back to Zelsh, who happily pointed at Ania and Bradok, "With the two finest chefs that Bore City has ever known, there is no better way than to celebrate this experience with a one-of-a-kind feast!"
"Right! To the kitchen!" Bradok chanted, throwing his arm around his daughter to lead the way.
Ania sighed but smiled. "Alright, this counts as the promised feast!"
"I'll make sure everyone is ready! How long till the meal?" Zelsh asked with childlike eagerness.
Shrugging, Ania replied, "Let's say two hours. That way you'll get my best stuff and can't complain for another feast."