As he and his companions emerged into the city's main square, the defenders, and any citizens from nearby had rallied around, and raised a cheer of celebration. Above, the sky was a normal shade of blue once more, and while many buildings were damaged, and the ground had countless cracks in it, the city, as a whole, looked to be more-or-less intact. Nyrissa offered a genuine smile, possibly the first he'd seen from her, as they looked out over the crowd, and Sydon leaned in as they were savoring the moment. "So, now what, boss? What comes after killing a god, eh?"<br/><br/>The next month was spent repairing the city, and shoring up damage to the other towns under his rule - only the capitol had suffered any serious damage, but the last few weeks had taken their toll on the lands and their citizens. Many had died, and many more had fled, meaning that their ability to expand would be greatly reduced for a time, as they simply lacked the manpower to expand and settle further. But, for once, there was no looming threat, and no strange, fey occurrences around every corner. If anything, the fey were actively friendly and helpful, especially with the Nymph Queen there, to lead the repairs and bring the land around towards helping them. Despite the damage, her power would be able to ensure a bountiful harvest, more than any previous year - and was a herald of the good times yet to come.