Kain woke to the sound of crackling flames and the faint hum of energy. His body ached, an almost bone deep pain screaming in protest as he tried to move. The cold was still there, biting at his skin, but the warmth of Vauleth's flames nearby provided some relief.
He groaned, his vision blurry as he pushed himself up onto his elbows, his head pounding with every movement.
A quick inspection of his body revealed that Queen likely healed all of his physical injuries, but there was definitely still some sequelae from the battle. But given the stronger body of beast-tamers, he should be able to fully recover within a day.
'Having a healing contract was definitely a wise decision…' Kain thought while looking at Queen whose wings were still shivering from the cold despite the flames and had all of the remaining guards, a few having died in the battle, huddled against her.
