Between Vincent's mind-blasts and other enchantments, working in tandem with the best hunter-skirmishers a certain independent principality could offer, the infiltrators had been routed. As the heat of the battle began to subside, so did the throbbing in Vincent's cheek. He hadn't noticed the correlation at the start of the battle.
He helps tend to the wounded, with what minimal healing spells he knows, and carrying bodies and supplies as directed.
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