All is as a dream as I come only briefly, to my senses. I think I am in a chariot, racing quickly away from the battle. Cearas is there but I cannot make out what she is doing. Despite the situation, I must see to my clan.
"What of the battle?" I manage to utter. It is so difficult to speak and I have a hard time breathing.
"Just tell me that we beat Flidais!" I say.

Cearas has heard me and she smiles.
"Cathal gave them a proper thank you." she says, almost laughing.

Her laughing is the last thing I remember before all faded to black again.