"That too... is a sound proposition, miss Carnathia." Said Vesmir flatly. With Stepan on his shoulder, the monocled elf started their arduous walk back to the camp, seemingly uninterested in pleading for aid any longer.  

[b]"Master Gray, would you be so kind as to pass the lantern to Miss Carnathia?"[/b] He asked, and the masked ranger nodded. 

[b]"Well after you, Miss."[/b] He added, gesturing to Carnathia to lead the way. 

"It's dawning soon," Gray mumbled, looking up to the sky that was no longer pitch black. Finally, it felt like the night had been unnaturally stretched as if every shadow in this region conspired to lead them astray. Regardless, they had no reason to delay the evacuation. 

"We need a stretcher then..."  He glanced at Engelbert. "I hope you wouldn't mind having more stains in your snazzy-looking coat."

Then to Tillius, he said. "And two of your spears, Friend. Those paralyzed drunkards can take some rough hauling, but that bleeding Dimitri guy over there? Definitely need a proper means of transportation."  


Besides, he was too tired to just carry someone in his back. 

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