"We really can't stay here."<br/><br/>The stress of the battle seemed to have been too much for the princess and with their actual commander out of the way, well, perhaps someone with actual battle experience should speak up. Hoisting herself up to the full measure of her height, trying to ignore the fact that last time she had been in a real battle, her entire platoon had been lost, she put as much authority into her voice as possible.<br/><br/>"Lady Zettie, if you wish to avoid infection and to stay alive, you should come with us."<br/><br/>Looking around the forest for any sign of the wolves returning, Sabriella couldn't help but shiver lightly, thoughts going back to her childhood at a farm. If wolves were this deeply affected... What about livestock? Were there any farms left in the Realm? Even if they found the cure, even if they found a way to protect themselves and got away, were they doomed to die of starvation as countless harvests were lost. She wouldn't let it show on her face, she plainly refused to, if the Princess were to recover, she would need to see her soldiers being stoic, but desperation was gnawing deeply at her core nevertheless.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>