After what seemed like hours, a silhouette emerged from the treeline.
Their hearts stirred as they hadn't noticed the figure until it was already in their sight. Focusing on it, they realized it was Val, and they calmed down.
Val's clothes were dusty, but there was not a single sign of battle evident on his body.
Alfred was the first to rush to him. "Val! Are you alright?"
Val gave a small smile, brushing some dirt off his shoulder, "As you can see, I am perfectly fine."
His stride was confident and his gaze was sharp, reflecting he was in top-notch condition.
"And the witch?"
The one who asked this question was Rowan. He hadn't considered the possibility that Val could defeat the witch without sustaining any injuries, leading him to ask what seemed to him a necessary question. After all, if the witch was alive, they needed to get moving.
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