Cessilia and Tessandra exchanged a look. The latter sighed.
"Oh well, that explains a couple of things... although it makes me mad, too."
"Why all the questions, what are you here for?" The older woman exclaimed, frowning. "With that dragon, I thought you had come to attack us!"
"Why would we attack here, there's literally nothing left we'd possibly want to steal..."
"Tessa!"
"My thoughts too!" Scoffed the granny, visibly not offended.
"We only c-came b-because we heard what ha-happened here", sighed Cessilia. "...I a-am a healer. Are you sure you d-don't want me t-to look at your wounds?"
"Oh, if that's the case... There are a few more who need it more than me. The Soldiers did their best, but those brave boys aren't cut out to heal anything... If that's alright with you, I'l
