The courtyard didn't fully stop moving until well past sunrise, healers working in overlapping shifts between the wounded, soldiers hauling shattered stone away from the breach in the southern wall while others stood grim eyed watch against a second attack that everyone privately suspected might come before the debris was even cleared.Kael sat on the same overturned crate he'd eaten from the night before, a healer's hands glowing faint blue against the shallow cut along his ribs, and watched Voss coordinate the cleanup with the particular hollow eyed focus of a commander running on nothing but adrenaline and the refusal to let his own exhaustion show.Vera stood a short distance away, arms crossed, watching the same scene with an expression that gave away considerably less than Voss's did."You said this was reconnaissance," Kael said, once the healer finished and moved off toward the next wounded soldier in line. "That means whoever sent that team already knew exactly what to expect