<div style="text-align: center">Vestele:​</div><br/>Laylah nodded softly towards Dante “Indeed, seems like all they did have was numbers” she felt Dante move closer as his hand reached for her arm as he looked at the wound which she had received. Her own eyes darted down looking at the cut which was upon her arm,in the heat of battle she had taken very little notice of the injury. “I guess” she felt his hand move to the small of her back as he lead her back towards where their camp awaited them. Laylah’s eyes darted over towards Nyx and Midnight as they came to flank their sides and she reached her hand out to pet each of them softly upon their heads in passing, each of them nuzzling against her touch. The servants met them as they walked back towards the camp, she watched as one darted off and returned with a bowl of water and some bandages. She nodded as she took them and settled them off to one side as she watched Dante speak to the group of lower demons. Her hand reaching for the cloth as she used it and the water to clean the wound slowly. Once it was clean she slowly began to dry it off before she bandaged the wound taking her time to secure the bandage in place. No doubt it would sting for a little but it was a small wound compared to others she had suffered in the past.<br/><br/>As Laylah was finishing bandaging her wound she watched as a number of the lower demon villagers seemed to look over in her direction before they gathered the courage to venture over to where she was seated with Nyx and Midnight lying just a few feet away curled around one another as they licked at each others faces. She watched as they approached each giving her as soft nod of respect and whispered thanks, she smiled and nodded back as she watched  them begin to move past her and they gathered together as they moved as a ground back towards their homes. Laylah watched as they moved, her attention moving back towards her wound as she tightened the bandage.<br/><br/>Soon they were once more packed up and ready to move on towards their next location, the panthers once more curling up within their own wagon. She curled up her legs settling under her body as her eyes looked out towards the windows of the carriage as she watched the world go by. She looked over towards Dante “ So where are we headed and why ?” she shifted so that her body faced him.