All for Haluth'Maug

As the battle ends there are no cries of triumph or victory. There is no joy nor celebration. This is largely because the delineation between the battle and this newfound piece is too unclear. By all accounts the enemy's army is still just as big, if not bigger, than the Garden's population. Though a majority of the original foot soldiers ran away as soon as Luther transformed, the others, most surrendering or feigning death, are numerous enough for the villagers to remain on guard. What's more, the idea that they've won still seems strange. It should have been impossible, just as impossible as crops growing in the wasteland.

Though there is no revelry, the area is still busy and awash with motion. The enemies must be processed and grouped together, the wounded must be cared for, and the dead must soon be dealt with lest the smell draw in monsters or the corpses become undead. Mercifully, all of this work is made substantially easier by the acolytes of the black temple. Though they're speaking strangely and their eyes have started glowing ever since Luther transformed, they still have enough energy to assist the others. Most importantly, the ill magic of the Boiling Sea is quite effective at healing wounds, though the process is somewhat alarming for those being healed.

As for Luther himself, he has returned his body to its original size and to a shape befitting this spatial dimensional plane. He is however quite exhausted from expending so much energy. In addition, his little act and the resulting effects it has on his voice and eyes seems to have made his fellow villagers wary of him once again. It doesn't matter though, as he did what he had set out to do. No one from the Garden died. Many have been severely wounded, some with injuries that would normally have been fatal, but, as long as him and his fellow faithful work quickly, they should be able to prevent them from dying. Even injuries that would be permanently disabling can be fixed with the help of Luther's arcane knowledge collected from the ends of the universe. With advanced prostheses those with missing limbs can live normal lives. With transplant surgeries, entire organs can be switched out. As long as the spine isn't severed it can be fixed, and even then, should they get access to more resources, it's possible to build technology that can weave together broken nerves. With the wisdom of the Watcher, all things are possible.

So, despite the sidelong stares of his companions and the outright terror of the captured prisoners, Luther smiles warmly as he watches over the healing process. Occasionally, his skills will be needed elsewhere, perhaps in dealing with a particularly grave injury or in transporting those in need of urgent care, but mostly he is able to stand and watch. As people of all types whirl around him feeling all types of emotions, Luther can't help but feel content. Indeed, seeing this all unfold before him, he more deeply understands the proclivities of his patron.

"AAaah! Goddess save me!" a wounded prisoner screams.

"Remain calm(quiet)" the human acolyte says, calmly restraining the man lest he make his injury worse.

Luther chuckles to himself as the horrified man watches a massive gash in his side begin to writhe and twist itself back together like his skin has turned to living twine. To the average layperson it must surely look unnatural and grotesque. That said, even caring for the wounded of an enemy army is be seen as unnatural, so it's not something Luther feels the need to worry about. In fact, compared to how he was just a short time ago, he doesn't even feel the need to explain or placate the frightened man. After all, whether or not he's afraid, he is being healed and will emerge better than when he started the process. It truly is strange how things can change so quickly, but such is life.

"Brother Luther."

Luther turns on hearing the familiar rasp of Taryn's voice. Her and Gavyn have returned with one of the enemy's elites as a prisoner. Of course, this isn't a surprise as his acolytes were nearby when their fight occurred and so he was able to witness it.