Turning back, they saw about 30 adventurers, more than half wounded, and many being rushed into Thaad.
The group was in disarray, their faces pale with exhaustion and fear.
Many of them were being carried by their comrades, their bodies broken and bleeding from the battle they had just escaped.
But two of them particularly caught Benjamin's interest: A short and petite girl who looked dark and gloomy, holding a sword her frame suggested she shouldn't be able to lift.
The girl was tiny, and looked like a teenager in her proportions, but there was something about her that commanded attention.
She wore a dark long-sleeved top and short, with a dark violet cloak over her back mostly covering up the majority of the dress. The fabric was worn, faded, as if it had seen many battles and many years of hard use.
