Everyone was now on the way to the safe camp. Guts and Rose were completely treated, but still not fully healed and unconscious, as the mages were conserving their mana until the whole situation on this mission was over, clear, and completed.
The normally cheerful three healers I knew were more serious now as they prepared for it. Guts and Rose were lifted through the air by the Wind Healer, who cast a gentle transportation spell. They floated securely behind us. I was carried by Father on his shoulders, while Greyjoy kept staring at me, almost like he was jealous.
It was a long line of people behind us. People had packed what was important to them, and even mayor Mostleey was behind us, as he played the strongest role in convincing them to go to the safe spot.
Father had told everyone to vacate their homes and follow immediately; even Granny Maera was a few steps behind.
