[Wrong. Those unfit to fight could have helped in other ways. Telling stories, strengthening the Storyteller, or aiding those who were fighting by giving aid and helping refugees from other islands. But the battle has been long over, and they won, so it's nothing more than, heh...a story.

Guzma trecs with Lillie in his arms, grinning as he pushes leaves and foliage out of his way with his free arm.]

Well, you'll see 'em soon...we're almost at the Temple. Y'all remember how to use the Mana Pools to get to the Islets or does ya boy need to remind y'all how it's done? [He sets Lillie down now, ruffling her hair a bit. It's too easy to do this now - Lillie is practically one of his little sisters at this point. One of many, anyway, but just as precious.]