When the final noble fell, Ahayla heaved a deep breath. The air was heavy with the scent of blood, but the task had been completed. Putting her shield and mace back, Ahayla wiped her face with her bracer, only smearing more blood on her cheek.
Closing her eyes, she had to recenter herself before she even approached her mentor.
"What is it?" She asked quietly, looking up at the tall blonde. Allura knew more about the stuff they were doing than she did.