The mage who had cast a barrier to protect the queue of baggage wagons poked his head out from behind a compartment.
"I-Is it over?" he asked.
Too exhausted to answer, Maxi merely bobbed her head and wove her way through the throng of soldiers. As she drew nearer to the hill ahead, she saw that the slopes were guttered with flowing streams of dark red. Steam rose from the blood oozing from corpses. The soldiers trudged over the stained earth, clearing the monster carcasses with their spears.
Maxi watched the proceedings blankly before rubbing her throbbing eyes, a spell of lightheadedness coming over her. She felt dazed after being awake for nearly thirty hours, and her limbs were as heavy as lead.
Anette came up behind her. "Are you all right?" she asked, her face etched with concern.
Maxi straightened, nodding. "What about you? Are the others…?"