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Epilogue

(Because I couldn't think of a chapter name.)

Scar was the first to recover from the explosion. It had knocked them all unconscious, but none of them seemed physically hurt. He surveyed his surroundings and saw Sonar, Xena, and Snarl awakening.

He checked himself for injuries, but found that he was unharmed from the explosion's force. He looked back and saw that the blast had thrown them a good distance from the volcano. He was about to ask if the others were okay, when Xena darted to the volcano's edge and began descending. Scar and the other two rushed after her.

She reached the bottom and continued toward the wreckage of the frogmen's ship, ignoring the other's calls for her to wait.

Crossing into the wreckage, she began looking around. Occasionally there was a charred frogman that was burnt beyond recognition.

(Over here!) Snarl called. She looked up and saw the drone perched on top a pile of twisted metal. She pointed to her right and Xena bounded that way. She leaped over several chunks of metal before she saw the body. She stopped in her tracks and trembled slightly. She knelt down next to the body and let out a long eerie wail.

Scar, Snarl, and Sonar watched the scene grimly. Devin's body wasn't burnt as badly as the frogmen's had been, but there was no mistaking that he was dead. His acidic blood pooled on the ground, the three noticing that it was mixed with a silvery liquid. There was a huge hole in his chest.

Snarl stepped forward planning to comfort her friend, but Scar placed his hand on her shoulder. (Come on, she needs to be alone.)

She followed Scar and Sonar to the outskirts of the wreckage and waited for Xena to join them, listening to her sorrowful wailing that seemed to pierce their very souls. Scar shivered in spite of the warmth of the volcano. .

They began to worry that Xena would not be coming back to them, that seeing her mate die a second time might've been too much for her, but she eventually joined them and lead them away from the ship.

When they were back in the jungle, Snarl wondered if she should try and offer some words of consolation, but "everything's going to be all right" seemed kind of stupid to say right now.

She'll get through this on her own, Snarl thought. She's strong.

Author's note: Okay, listen up. I feel that this fic didn't go as well as its predecessors, so I'm going to be taking a break from my aliens' saga for a while.