Aresu had stripped off her armour, and was dressed only in her undergarments, as she stood a few feet away from the rest of her group.  Her armour and sword rested against a large boulder, and she had a canteen of water out and was using it and a small cloth to try and wash some of the grime, sweat, and dirt from her body.  She hated being dirty, but it was a byproduct of a hard fight.  She was proud of their victory, proud of her team, and knew that one day they would do great things together.