Mithrail stood over Sols body, she grinned and began laughing! "See I told you I . . !" her laughter died down and she mashed her lips into a hard line. The sight of Sol's broken body currently . . . looked more glorious than her own. She had won, but it was an empty victory for her; what was the point of even doing this?

She sighed and looked over at the others. "Can someone do any healing here? Well?!"