Jerick rose from the dirt completely fine, well rested, and prepared to fight, but as he lifted his head, all he saw was devestation. The bride he fought on only moments before was in shambles, as was most of the city, and no valkyrie or Frost Giant could be seen. The group was huddled near him, and it finally hit him; he had failed in protecting the city. "Dammit, why did my strength have to leave me today, when i actualy needed it!" After seeing the faces of his comrades, he lowered his voice and said, "I apologize for not helping, I could have done more had I felt better." There was not much else he could say or do to console anyone, he felt worthless.

Iris ran over to her father, who was fading quickly. Nobody could hear what was said, but they could tell that Iris was in greif, and her father wasn't going to make it.

Fenris glanced over at Iris, then at the others, "You all did all you could do against her... I wouldn't have expected more." She said to the ones who were feeling bad about what happened.

(OOC: finish up any after-battle stuff here, a new chapter should be soon.)