Ienzo shook himself when the explosion faded. He was - quite surprisingly - unhurt other than a faint ache in his head from the sheer magical pressure. That had been one of the stupidest things he'd ever participated in, and he might never live it down. It looked as if no one else had come off quite as well as he had.

Aeleus was between him and the epicenter of the blast; he didn't look to be doing as poorly as others, but Ienzo quickly cast a cura spell on Aeleus and their dream eaters. "I'll try to see to the injured, Aeleus."

He looked around for who might be the worst injured; potions and cure spells would likely be needed everywhere.