Once it was apparent the battle was just about over, Ana kneels and lays her shield and sword down, rotating her shoulder lightly. "This is the third one that I have been with her for. They vary in strength. The first I saw was just a little thing, and she barely lifted a finger to disperse it back to the shadows. The second drained her so badly that she slept for two days, I had to hydrate her forcefully."<br/><br/>Her knees draw up, her eyes turning to scan for Garreth to relate Lauralana's instructions. "What will you tell your father? Will you tell him his advisors were wrong, or perhaps just that you swept the orcs and ogres away?"