For warriors, such moves were necessary in battle. In their eyes, her courage in facing the berserk ogre head-on had earned their full trust. Now, whatever she said, they would follow without hesitation.
"Also… how many casualties do we have? Are there any warriors who won't be able to recover soon?" Addison asked, her voice heavy with concern. Though she had traveled many times before, this was the first time she had ever experienced casualties within her own caravan, and the weight of it pressed hard on her chest.
"Answering the Princess," the warrior replied respectfully, "we have four deaths. As for the injured, thanks to Your Highness's high-grade healing potions, although they were already at their weakest before the fight even ended, they managed to hold on until the battle ended."
"After you distributed the potions, their recovery stabilized. There were no further deaths. And in about five minutes, they should be able to move again, and we can continue our journey."
