The Hermits had all gotten to work, and by the time it was evening, they had everything as they wanted, with many Hermits on lookout and others helping cook food.

"Hey, Grian. Could you go and tell the people with Stress in her 'medical area' that food is almost ready?" Impulse asked, collecting some bowls which would probably be used in the near future.

"Yeah, sure." Grian replied happily.

Ever since Mumbo had gotten Grian back, they were inseperable. Mumbo almost never left Grian's side and he always made sure his friend was near. Even when Stress was bandaging Mumbo's arm, Grian refused to leave.

Grian opened the door to his starter base quietly and stepped inside, Mumbo following silently. They saw Stress tending to some of Bdubs's scratches. She glanced over to them and smiled for a second before turning her attention back to the injured Hermit. Sat on a countertop across the room was Scar, who had been bandaged and given a healing potion to reduce the pain.

"Hey Scar. Are you feeling any better?" Mumbo asked, gesturing to the bandages on scar's arm.

"Oh, yeah! Definitely! What about you two? I know Sam managed to injure you, Mumbo." Scar asked awkwardly.

"Yeah, we're both fine. Luckily Sam only trimmed some feathers off of Grian's wing, so he can still fly." Mumbo replied.

"Anyway, Impulse wanted me to tell you that food is almost ready. We have mushroom stew and rabbit stew so you can choose if you'd like." Grian said, making sure Stress also heard from the other side of the room.

"Awesome! Stress said I can leave whenever I want but X already mentioned that I wasn't allowed to help anyone since I was hurt, so I just stayed in here, where it's warm." Scar explained, jumping off of the countertop.

The three Hermits made their way outside, where everyone was already eating food or helping hand it out. Mumbo walked over to Impulse, who was filling up some bowls with stew.

"Hey Mumbo. What do you want?" He asked.

"I'll have two mushroom stews please and one rabbit stew." Mumbo replied, with a smile.

Impulse gladly filled up the bowls and handed them out to the three Hermits.

They collected the bowls and decided to join the rest of the Hermits around the raging fire, which had been started earlier that day. They sat down on the grassy plain and began enjoying their meals, talking of what had happened whilst Grian was gone.

Xanthe was already quite popular amongst all the Hermits and a few were crowded around him, asking about the Void.

//Later with Sam\\

Sam had retreated to a small cave in the side of a mountain with his followers. Etho was sharpening his weapons whilst Cleo held a dead chicken over a burning fire.

"I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS HAPPENED!" Sam raged at his underlings.

"FIRST WE LOSE DOC, OUR MOST VALUED ASSET! AND THEN THE PUNY HERMITS DEFEAT US?!" He held his head in his hands and began giggling.

"We will fix this, calm down." Etho said, placing down one of his daggers on the stone floor.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN CALM DOWN?!" Sam laughed heartily, almost sounding like a maniac.

"Everything will be okay. They will pay." Etho continued nonchalantly.

"Yes. They will..." Sam muttered, lifting his head from his hands and staring outside, where it was raining heavily.

Thunder crackled in the distance. The fight was not over.