Deeper into the sewers (Surraruthru)

[Anastasia]

"Rest if you need it," Adrian rubs the side of his head, taking off his helmet and then doing it again. "Battle's over. If not, take a sweep outside."

[Iron Dragoon]

Surraruthru nods and takes to the air, wanting to see the renewed land, looping around Aurora.

[Anastasia]

It looks like it was never touched by a single devil. As you go outside of Aurora, you feel your wounds begin to heal on their own. There is a familiar sense of rightness, of being called home. The call of Elysium, sweet and intoxicating.

[Iron Dragoon]

Surraruthru breathes in deeply as he flies through the air, taking a moment to enjoy it before winging back down to Aurora to find one of Elena's bodies.

[Anastasia]

Elena's seen in the courtyard, helping refugees out.

[Iron Dragoon]

Surraruthru swoops in next to her.

"Elena, would you happen to know where Kascha is and how the Cryohydras are doing?"

[Anastasia]

"Kascha's in the infirmary," Elena reports, "She was badly drained but she's alive. The cyrohydras did well and are resting in Gytha's demiplane for the moment."

[Iron Dragoon]

Surraruthru nods, a small bit of pride at hearing the Cryohydras did well coming up.

"Thank you, Elena."

With that, Surraruthru heads to the infirmary.

[Anastasia]

Kascha's lying on a bed there, gear resting besides her and a blanket over her. "Oh hey," she manages, "How'd it go for you?"

[Iron Dragoon]

Surraruthru lands at the edge of her bed and shrugs.

"Well. Tryll, Afina, and I defeated a Pit Fiend. Then disarmed a bomb under Elon Rapids designed to detonate the city and open a rift to Nessus, and then I found an almost dead Brass Dragon. How'd you fare? I hear your magic is extremely taxed."

[Anastasia]

"I was casting spells everywhere," Kascha admits, "I ran into a wizard who greatly drained my life force and then I ended up here. I was mostly support everywhere as things got busier."

[Iron Dragoon]

Surraruthru nods.

"Though your injuries are unfortunate, it is most excellent that you were triumphant and your power displayed. A new story of your might has been written, and the glory of it is yours alone. You and I have support magic in common, and it was an important brick in the foundation of many great deeds today. I have no doubt that Seira is more than pleased with you, Kascha."

Surraruthru shifts a bit to find a bit better balance on the edge of the bed.

"Speaking of Seira, I rescued another of her dragons. A Brass named Pylathula. He's here in Aurora now. Seira tasked him with felling a corrupt deva, which it seemed he failed at."

[Anastasia]

"Pyla? Oh, he works for Seira sometimes. He styles himself as a gallant dragon who travels the planes." Kascha sits up just a bit, grimaces and lies back down. "He also takes tasks from other forces of righteousness. Glad he made it out of that one alive."

[Iron Dragoon]

"Ah, so he was being truthful. I had doubts, considering our enemies. Still, he was near death and went unconscious when I found him. I will hold that dear, and over him, direct some time. In any case, get your rest. I'm going to see how Blue and the others are before seeing if help is needed elsewhere."

[Anastasia]

"Mm." A little murmur.

"Surru?" Kascha adds after a pause, just as you start to fly off to go.