A Tale From Traz: 61
Phineas and Eliza broke the water's surface, gasping for air. The weight of the princess's
armor threatened to pull them back down again, but the kelpie soon arrived to assist.
With its help, the caster and warlord managed to pull themselves out of the dungeon that
was now overflowing with water.
On his hands and knees, Phineas took a moment to spit out a mouthful of dirty river brine
before standing up and offering a hand to Eliza. All enemy units in the garrison were now
croaked or captured. The city had fallen. They had won.
Or at least, they had not lost. The Carnymancer was having trouble feeling victorious
with all they had to sacrifice to get to this point. After retrieving his hat from where it
floated on the water, he looked over to where Chip lay slumped against the wall on the
wet floor. His arms and legs lay limp, but the man still managed a broken smile. "We d-
did it," Chip said with some effort. Phineas couldn't help but smile back, even if only