Bane’s, as well as everyone else's who has seen the magics of the enemy, widened in shock. His fears started to grow that another attack might come. The castle has been quiet and he knew the professor’s had either remained to help repair or gone home. He looked over to his bow and arrow, picking them up and striding down the hill. Many of his people followed him as they picked up their weapons and prepared for another fight. He sorely hoped it wasn’t.