246 Peaceful Days at Last?

That night they partied. It was an event to rival even a Grey Mountain Clan funeral. The castle was stuck grounded and unchangeable, tilted at an odd angle.  Their stocks of munitions were exhausted.  The valley around them was in a ruined state after the battle, worse yet without the power of Authority Melissa no longer had control over the wild monsters of the valley.  But still, they partied, long into the night.