The Eclipse Spire settled into an uneasy silence.
Survivors sprawled across the lower levels, backs pressed against walls, heads tilted toward the ceiling. Some ate; others cleaned weapons.
Healers moved among the wounded and mended torn flesh and set broken bones.
The webbing dissolved from the walls. The Spire felt empty without its master, like a tomb stripped of its purpose.
Reidar sat near the entrance. Aldric, Kara, and Helga were there too.
"Just one quest remains," Helga said. She pulled a flask from her belt and took a long drink. "The most annoying."
"The Mire-Crawlers," Aldric said. "It should be straightforward compared to the other quests; it's just that it involves water."
"Nothing is exactly straightforward in this valley," Kara said.
Reidar said nothing. He stared at the entrance, contemplating the logistics of the last quest while worrying about the unknown activities of the Church of Unbinding inside that valley.
