Upon reaching the battlefield where Luke Pike and his companions were, Bruce observed the aftermath of their struggle. The quartet had triumphantly dispatched fifteen level eighty-nine White Walkers, though not without cost. Keran and Luke Pike, though unscathed, were visibly drained, their magical reserves nearly depleted. Clinton bore the scars of battle, his injuries showed the ferocity of their foes. Kelina, unharmed, had to witness the damage inflicted upon her undead knights, one deprived of its mount, the other of an arm, diminishing their martial efficacy. She sorrowfully retracted them into the netherworld, grateful for their protection.