Over two dozen Magi on horseback rode through the ravaged streets of Ravenfell, heading south. At their head rode Councilor Ranzenberg, and the men behind continued to ride without stopping.
From time to time, they cut down scattered cultists who dared to cross their path. Behind them, the vestiges of the final clash between the Cult and the city's forces were slowly fading into silence.
Crumbling buildings, bloody corpses, and devastating fires passed them by as they rode their horses. From time to time, they would receive updates on the battle happening in the Northern Quarter, as well as the forces' status in the other districts.
These men learned that the Uptown, Downtown, and Market Quarter had been secured by the city's forces, and that all the enemies in these districts had been dealt with. The naval battle had just recently concluded and the city's forces had clutched a great victory.
