Nocturne Summit BWP3: PREY OPPORTUNITY

All he wanted was to get home, his body aching like hell, his head most of all. But he knew he could not head home, not before he knew Flóki was safe. Once Charon was a bit more there again, awake and in this world, he got to his feet, which felt sore and stiff, as if he'd slept on this ache all day, and leaned against Amekaze as she steadied him. It was then that Heldi came running towards them to inform them of Flóki.

His heart skipped a beat at the news, but it sounded like his brother was alive, at least. The lost flesh would've been enough to kill the Caldera wolves, but if his brother had been among the casualties, he would have gone over there to rip their eyes from their sockets himself. "Show me to him," Charon demanded and he followed Heldi alongside Amekaze so that they could find Flóki — and, presumably, Filth or Harley; he and Filth had been separated during the ram roll — and finally get out of this hell hole and home.

Hopefully with something to show for their wounds.