Divine Journey

"Okay, who else are we missing?" May began counting on his fingers. "Only Matthias is unaccounted for; I hope he recovers soon. If you want to know what I think happened: the attacker really messed up, and that's because it's night. I don't know how quickly he'll make it to the city with his injury, but the point is that he won't be able to show his face to the 'White Ravens' before dawn! And besides, he's unlikely to go to their headquarters while bleeding. So, I think this is our chance. Let's cut off the hydra's heads and quickly regroup. I can just imagine the look on that scumbag's face when he sees us on the Ravens' doorstep. What do you think?" "By the way, if anyone wants one, I can share a health potion," May added. "Unfortunately, it doesn't heal fractures, but it will help you recover after the battle." "You held up well, big guy. Will you help me with something?" May grinned and patted Heimarr on the shoulder, then went to gather and chop off the remaining heads of the hydra.

Get me out of the game somehow. Because I won't be playing.

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