章 82: Fire

"Looks like while I was resting we already won, didn't we?" Rea said calmly with a smirk looking at Turgan as well as the three dead Orc-Mages.

"I don't want to celebrate victory ahead of time, but I agree. Maybe this Orc still has some trump card left, but against the five of us, he doesn't stand a chance." Elin said confidently, drawing an arrow on the bowstring.

"I see... Looks like the mission was easier than we thought. Only Geir is wounded out of all of us, but somehow I think that's only a plus for him..." Rea muttered as a slight smile appeared on her face.

"Have you recovered yet? Maybe you need to drink some more potions?" Elin asked, not taking her eyes off Turgan.

Rea shook her head, "No, that's impossible. I've already drank three mana potions, my body can't take any more since then I'll just poison myself. However, that's not necessary, I'm not sure my help is even needed now."