Meren allowed the girl to examine him for wounds although he had no visible gashes that were deep enough to be of concern. Of course he had scrapes and bruises; a bomb had went off over his head and caused part of a building to nearly collapse on him. He placed on hand on a rock that jutted out and used his upper body strength to pull him to the next one, and then the next one, and so on until he reached the ledge of the opening that apparently led out.<br/><br/>"Now you. You only need to climb up a little ways and then I can pull you the rest of the way," he said, reaching his arm over the edge and waiting for her to begin the climb he had finished. He the cool water had reinvigorated him somewhat, as areas that are naturally cooler did in his case, but he was not one hundred percent. In terms of physical energy, he was nearly back to normal, but he wouldn't be able to cast a spell for at least a day.<br/><br/>Meanwhile...<br/><br/>Silus dragged each body into the thick underbrush of the forest, leaving trails of blood in the dirt and sand. As long as no human bodies were in sight, many travelers would assume that a huntsman had passed through, leaving a trail of blood from his bountiful catch. This was not the case, as two men lay dead in the bushes; men who would likely not be found until they had already began to rot. He wiped the blood off of his blades on a portion of cloth he cut from the bodies of the warriors he had attacked.<br/><br/>A satchel was attached to his belt, which he now opened. Inside of it was a circular talisman that sages claimed to believe was the key to unlocking the powers of the world, which he assumed that army was after. He had sent numerous letters to a man in Yholmnin that many called an expert on those subjects. Again Silus assumed, that this band of warriors and mages was attacking that city under the belief that the Talisman was inside the walls rather that in the satchel of some fighter.