The wounds weren't going to take long to repair, as there were no missing limbs or organs.
There was heavy internal damage from the blast, but for cleric healing that was one of the easier forms of damage to heal, right behind simple cuts. Even broken bones were harder to mend than soft tissue damage.
Tessa and Lotus already had everyone on their feet, though a few were still weak and exhausted, as healing used some of your own energy to do the mending.
They had been pushing hard to get away from danger, so they didn't have a lot to spare, and now with the healing, they were going to need a proper meal and a short nap before they were back in top shape.
That process was already started, and while it was a simple meal with no need for cooking, energy was energy. The part that really mattered was getting as far as possible from here by the time that it got too dark for the Spellblades to efficiently travel.
They would be headed northeast, in order to increase their distance from the incident's borders, and then they would start heading for the Beastkin Nation border.
That was going to take them most of a week, and they would have to cross from the open grasslands through a large portion of marshland before entering the jungle.
That was going to slow their progress even more than the fact that the Spellblades didn't have superhuman strength on their side, so their travelling speed was mediocre, even with magical assistance. freēwēbnovel.com
Ophelia could cover more ground than they did in a day, just relying on Werebear form.
"Everyone finish eating and then get some rest. You have one hour, and then we're moving out again." Corbin warned his team.
Hawk landed next to the camp and brought out chunks of boar to roast. Only Thor didn't enjoy a good chunk of ham, and with so much in his inventory, Hawk was even willing to share with the Not Dana Mages.
The fact that this one came fresh from the zone and not from his stockpile was mostly irrelevant.
Even with all the extra people to feed, a whole boar was far too much food. But they only had an hour, according to Corbin, so they began picking the prime cuts and preparing to roast them for lunch.
"What do we even do with all this extra? Unlike you, we can't just store it indefinitely in raw form." Corbin sighed.
"Either leave it here or bring it to a farmer. Grab as much as we can cook quickly, and I will have Hawk drop the rest off for a group of farmers. The ones outside the incident will still be short on meat."
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