They had planned to leave after the priest woke up, but the old priest still hadn't awakened even by late into the night.
That was rather unusual.
Iver even began to doubt the power of his Illumination Spell. He checked again and found that the priest's body had indeed recovered... but he had also truly fallen into a coma.
So Iver personally went upstairs to check. He found that even after leaving the range of the light, he no longer felt that bone-deep chill.
That was when he knew the Night Parade Knights had left.
He had no idea how the final battle on the Wild Hunt King's side had gone.
All Iver could do was press his palms together and hope the Punishment Demon was all right.
The four of them discussed it, and in the end, only the energetic Hai Na continued standing watch, waiting for the priest to wake up so she could explain to him that "your house is gone." The others found somewhere upstairs and went to sleep.
Although much of the upstairs had been blasted apart by the shock wave and flames from Little Butterfly's Self-Destruct, making it look like a ruin at first glance... with Sherlock's Earth Attribute wall-repair spell, finding somewhere to sleep was still no problem.
Lying in the priest's bed, Iver was still somewhat troubled by the deduction he had come up with earlier.
...If Hai Na had a Lancelot's Soul Shard inside her, then what did that make him?
After thinking for a long while, Iver shut his eyes, steeled his heart, and lay down.
Whatever. To hell with it.
That was only a guess, after all. There was no way to prove it, and there was no evidence—not to mention that even if it were true, it wasn't