Devaguea looked over the battlefield, and smirked, enjoying the pain from his minor injury where one of the monsters had caught him with a spike spread. Anke was busy helping Sydon, the worst injured, and Sena was treating Hoots who had tried to eat one of the monsters still alive, and was having to pull spikes out of his mouth. Still, the injuries were fairly minor, all things considered, so he wasn't going to complain. While everyone recovered he looked around the swamp, and sniffed in disdain of the freezing waste of land.<br/><br/>Once everyone was healed, he pulled out the carpet of flying, and let the others get on it, before directing them toward Numestown. They could take a couple days to relax, he wanted to spend some time talking with Amvarean and Anke before heading back.