Kael looked over the battlefield, taking in the wreckage, the bodies, and the exhausted faces of his knights. The victory was theirs, but the aftermath needed to be handled properly.
"Set up camp. Let everyone rest for now," he ordered, his voice firm. "Once you've recovered, we begin cleanup."
The knights nodded, relief washing over their tired expressions. Many of them dropped to the ground where they stood, gulping down water, tending to wounds, or simply staring at the night sky in exhaustion.
Kael turned to a group of knights standing nearby.
"You, twelve of you..head to the town. Assist Ariana. Inform them of the Baron's death and give them an overview of what happened. Let them know that order will be restored soon."
"Yes, my Lord!" they saluted before immediately setting off into the dark.
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