Techno's footsteps crunch softly in the snow, his bloody axe slung over his shoulder. He walks with a slight limp, breathing heavily. It would take months for Quackity to recover. Good. He grips Carl's reigns tighter as the voices praise him for keeping the horse safe. Techno's base is visible from here; he's almost home.

Techno puts Carl safely back in his stable, locking the door. The Blood God returns to the main house and unlocks the door. He enters his home, sighing happily. He's home.