The last of the undead knights went down in a flurry of swings and slices, and as its head hit the floor, Rose looked around for other enemies, trying to determine if there was anything else that might present a danger to them.  Finding nothing, she finally allowed herself to relax.<br/><br/>"Don't worry, I'm fine."  The shifter told Aria, smiling reassuringly.  Reaching up, she wiped her cheek clean, the lessened blood flow afterwards showing that natural healing was already starting to kick in.  "It's about as bad as a scrape, really.  It stings, but it'll be completely healed by tomorrow."<br/><br/>And even if regular natural healing wasn't fast enough for it to heal fully, the special magical bedroll that she had would certainly speed things up enough for her to be well-rested and recovered after a good night's sleep.  She wasn't to the point of needing to expend any charges from her wand, yet...  And ideally, they'd be able to confirm the Lady Sara's safety before that point was reached.<br/><br/>Looking over their surroundings, though, she had to admit, they didn't live in an ideal world...<br/><br/>"Chaos reigns across the circle of time..."  Rose read the vandalized tapestry aloud, puzzling over its meaning.  Turning to her companion, she gestured to it, then shrugged.  "Any idea what something like this might mean, Aria?  It obviously has something to do with Garland...  But crazy messages scrawled in blood seem a little ominous for someone who just wants to kidnap a celebrity."