Duties prevailed over heavy feelings.
Even though Felix and Irene sat there for a long while, the younger apprentice waiting for the older to get himself together, they still eventually stood up and attended to the duties they had in the wake of the goblin and ogre massacre.
Normally, the two would be satisfied as their eyes brushed across the valley and saw it littered with the bodies of monsters, but all they could feel was the overwhelming sense of loss. It only got heavier the longer they faced battle.
Even though the Knights of Chemois had undoubtedly lost fewer men than the other knighthoods, their numbers were so small to begin with because of the siege of the Duke's Tower that their loss felt much more alarming. It was hard to look around and see if there was any of their own left after a while.
They felt backed against a wall and all alone despite there still being plenty of them left.
