Kael, Exalia, and Liora left the clearing with steady steps, the weight of battle still weighing heavily on their bodies, but their determination stronger than ever. The surrounding forest seemed to have returned to calm, as if it were just waiting for the next move. The air no longer carried the metallic taste of demonic magic, but it still held the tension of a territory that had been narrowly conquered.
In the distance, the makeshift camp they had set up for the night stood out among the trees, a collection of improvised tents and extinguished campfires, marking the presence of those who resisted against much greater forces. The group quickened their pace.
"We need to get there fast," said Kael, his tone firm but tired. 'They're still under the succubus's spell, and the more time passes, the worse it gets.'
Liora nodded, looking at the horizon. "I can already feel the evil infiltrating their dreams, like a shadow that corrodes from within."
