<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c8/Phelypsis.jpg)</div>Phelypsis was in consensus with Lorelei's plans to forget Nuria's antics. It was better not to question or think too hard on what the fiery godlike did for your own sanity's sake. Sometimes Lorelei's compliant attitude kind of made Phelypsis forget she wasn't introduced to the ways of andra. The demon barbarian quirked one very questioning little eyebrow - her ear followed it, rising up. "Huh? Of course it was smart. How else will they know of us and of me? It's a basic mistake of inexperienced warlords to slaughter everyone and make an example of them - put heads on pikes and stuff like that. What you really want to do is let as many go as you can and strike the fear in them!" Phelypsis held her fist up, demonstrating how tight she could squeeze it. "Let more come I say! I was only starting to warm up." It was true. The only damage sustained was one good hit in her hardened tummy and that wouldn't slow her down. Moreover, the battle itself had been short enough to not even begin test Phelypsis' endurance; Phelypsis was ready for round two.<br/><br/>Not much she could do against fire though, but naturally their bard had the answer. As magic unfolded Phelypsis recounted the spell in her head too, wondering how exactly Lorelei knew just the words to call down rain. A gust of mystic air brushed past them. Phelypsis held up an arm to her face to shield herself and spread her feet to get a firmer stance. Her gaze shifted from Lorelei to their surroundings as the wind picked up. She was afraid to speak. Andra warriors knew precious little of magic and Phelypsis had always held a particular awe towards those who could wield it.<br/><br/>"Hooo..." she sighed, face still looking at the dark blue clouds as first drops landed on them. It was followed by a demonic shriek when the real pouring began, "Ghyack!" Her hair and ears went flat and the familiar coldness of wet clothes soon wrapped up Phelypsis all around. It was an almost welcome shower to wash off some of the excitement that had begun to build up. A few seconds after her surprise Phelypsis' lips curled into a smile and she began to giggle in a rising voice that soon became a hearty laughter. Phelypsis threw her arms up and jumped around, shouting, "VICTORY! VICTORY! VICTORY! AH-HA-HA-HAA!" She stopped briefly to pick up her sword and thrust it into the air too. Laughter continued, "I am victorious! Behold! No bugbear can match us."<br/><br/>It was something of a common sight. Prevailing in battle usually made Phelypsis hilariously happy and filled her with energy. Even after the initial burst had died out she kept jumping in the puddles that had begun to form on the ground for a while. Her earlier regrets of not fucking a bugbear were already forgotten.<br/><br/>Soaked like the rest of them Phelypsis returned to the group when they began to gather. "Good fight," she remarked, her tail swinging joyously despite the tuft being heavy and wet. Rain was fun and all for sure, but despite the andra living in rainy hills of the Wild Provinces they too preferred shelter. Continuing to sleep here in the trampled camp or setting up their tents properly would take far too long. "I'll go search for shelter that way," Phelypsis pointed at a direction. "Back in a bit!" She skipped off into the rainy night and began looking for a big fern with wide lower branches, a convenient nook in the cliffside, an unused bear cave or pretty much anything that they could huddle up in or under to weather the rest of the night. It was going to be difficult to fall asleep again though. Holding a hand between her mammaries Phelypsis could still feel her heart pumping like mad. Maybe, if she was lucky, it would be like Lorelei said and the ones they let go would bring in the rest of their village.