"I haven't seen those two since the battle." Seth said as Sela and him walked up, Sela limping to a point because of her foot. We met up with Siana, who is now searching out Richand. With her was a marked boy, demonically marked, and was being manipulated by Chilliam. I stopped the possesion, but only temporarily and Siana refuses to let him be killed. But she said she would watch over him so it is not our problem."
"Do you have any healers that could fix up my leg? Walking with a limp is a pain." Sela cut in. Seth gave a quick glance before turning back to Oric.
"Though rude, she has a point. Where are the healers, if any survived. I need the use of my hands for most of my abilities, abilities I'd wager would be useful right about now."
"You think I care to be nice? King or not we lost this fight and from some soldiers I talked to, this was his and that brats plan. So I place our loss on them." Sela spoke with conviction, she meant every word. Seth glared at her in silence.
Vent was finally alone in the room with Caedus. He sat down in a chair and motioned for Caedus to do the same. "Caedus, during the battle I used a tremendous amount of energy to deal the final blow, winning us this city. As such I cannot fight for some while. When I said one general must remain here to give the appearance of all of us, I normally would assign such a task to General Nero, as his few dark spells would be perfect for it. However, since I am weakend, I couldn't possibly lead a team to retrieve an Orb. That is why I said I would remain here. And I want you to stay here so that I can speak with you about your second test." Vent pointed at the map on the table. "While I recover my strength and we wait for the others to return with the orbs, you shall plan out our next attack. I will give you a target and all the info we have on it, then you will plan out our attack. You will be allowed to direct all our forces, save for myself and the other generals. As well as the small force that will remain to defend the city."