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You and Ireena clutch your wounds, recovering both physically and mentally from the unexpected attack.
"What if there's more?" Ireena says, nervously scanning the treeline for hints of danger. "Do you think that was his doing? Why would those terrible things have attacked us?"
"I don't know," you say. "But what I do know is, if they come back, we will just send them back to where they came from again." You don't actually feel this way, of course - you are trembling to the point where you need to use both hands to sheathe your sword - but your confidence is enhanced by the adrenaline still coursing through your body, and the grace in which you ended that final zombie. You were never formally trained in the longsword, but you have faith in Kossuth, and putting on a guise of fearlessness has carried you through nearly every challenge you have faced until arriving in Barovia But the way these creatures attacked felt unsettling to you. They filled you with a sense of dread, and you're not sure what you would do if they were to return while you are in this state.
"I think this bite wound will be alright," Ireena says.
"You should wear your armor," you tell her.
"I know. I had planned to. I will don it as soon as we find a place to rest."
"Do you know how close we are to the Tser Pool?"
"A two hour walk, maybe," she says. "Less if we hurry."
So you disembark. You're glad you decided to go to Tser Pool. All bets are off now - the woods are dangerous, and anywhere with people in it is bound to be better than the alternative, no matter the circumstances.
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