บท 193: The Golden Shawl

Selma Payne's POV:

The unconscious team members were not seriously injured, only some superficial injuries and slight mental exhaustion. According to the recovery rate of werewolves, they would be fine after a good sleep.

I rejoiced at my bold actions, or else the casualties would have been immeasurable.

"Thank you, Selma," the leader, Master Mary, thanked me sincerely. "You saved everyone. I apologize for my doubt in you."

"Don't say that," I said, waving my hand uncomfortably. I wouldn't have been able to do anything if everyone hadn't worked together to destroy the human shadows.

Master Hayley and Master Kevin, who were in charge of settling the wounded, had also come. They held a pile of unused history balls and carefully sealed them in an ice box temporarily made of spell and snow.