Tending to the wounded (Aug 15th After midnight)

[Raven]

Raven takes a swig of the closest liquid. "Rest.. haha"

ravens glare moves to the nearest demons behind Sven, his eyes narrow and his breathing picks up for a moment, his attention is stolen by the sound of tinkering as wizwik continues to repair ravens gear. The muscles in ravens face calm.

"Where is muintir Sven.. where is our family?"

[Quiet]

*Svens expression folds in on itself to one more desolate, he looks dowm for a second before meeting Ravens gaze once more*

"Perhaps is not zhe time to..." *he looks down once more* "myself, Callum, Muninn, Baruk, Milean and Taniel are all zhats left..."