Leila’s heart started to slow down from the adrenaline. If it weren’t for that training for the games she wouldn’t have the knowledge on how to knock someone out. Most of that was thanks to Elric and Cullen. Since Emrin had the mages unable to move, Leila was free to get off the bunny girl. Helena was already over here berating the mage for her summoning skills. Leila wasn’t going to get involved with that. Not really the summoners fault, her protectors were not very good with protecting her.<br/><br/>Elric walked over towards her, asking if she were alright since he almost shot her. Leila chuckled softly,<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(204, 0, 204)">“I’m alright, my fault with not communicating my whereabouts.” </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(255, 255, 255)">It wasn’t like they haven’t encountered this before as they all worked together in a group before. Everyone was caught up in their own thing, but all are wondering exactly what to do. Leila looked towards the others, </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(204, 0, 204)">“I will summon a messenger bird to let the Masters know what happened here.” </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(255, 255, 255)">There was a lot to clean up here, the sooner they can let the masters know they’re safe and what needs to be done here, the sooner they can rebuild and compensate the people who got involved. Thankfully they were here to decrease any damages that could’ve been done. On the other hand, it is precisely them coming here why the attack happened. Somehow these mages knew they’d be here.<br/>
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As the messenger bird flew towards the direction of the academy, Leila turned back around towards the inn. Elric was carrying the dead bodies and covering them up as much as he could. His eyes were lifeless, it’s like all the light he had in there for as long as she’s known him was gone. But death can and will do that to people. Sadly Leila has seen her fair share of dead bodies in her life. But probably not as much as Elric or any other who fights on a battlefield. <br/>
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A memory fades back into her mind as she watches the bodies being carried. Her father once found a dead hunter into the woods, and Leila had snuck out to follow her dad. She remembers him turning toward her, the lifeless body in his arms. Never had she seen her father look so grim. He did say she shouldn’t be out here, but in the end she followed him towards the village that was closest to them. The people knew her father there, and it turns out the hunter got mauled by the giant bears that roam the woods. Her father spoke, his hand over the hunters eyes, and he softly prayed for the man’s spirit to pass on peacefully. <br/>
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Leila subconsciously walked over to the bodies, her hand also delicately touching over the man’s eyes. It was as if the air was still, she stopped the wind from moving. Their surroundings was eerily quiet. She spoke as she slowly closed each person’s eyes. </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(204, 0, 204)"><i>“Dear friends, your lives have been taken from you far too soon. Although I do not know any of you, I will never forget your faces. Just as the other faces I have seen taken from me. May your spirit be free this day. And may you return to the Heavens safely. Please, rest.” </i></span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(255, 255, 255)">Leila allowed the wind to move once again, the rustling of the wind made it seem like their spirits were passing on peacefully. At least, that’s what she believes. Unfortunately this was going to be a part of their journey. Fate also relies on the Mana Stone to fall into the right hands. Trying to understand that this is the fate of the world made her chest feel heavy. Leila calmly stood back on her two feet, letting out a long exhale. </span>