Eye did survive.
“Now that I’ve found you, I only know I’d be lost without you. All I’ve ever wanted, all I ever needed has come true, now that I’ve found you,” praised the crying Arrow. “Is that what you wanted me to say to you, Eye?”
“We haven’t even time to mourn our dead or missing suitably,” said Eye shaking his head, “We must go across the dessert to Shiloh and rescue the royal legacy. I am sorry to say, there’ll be plenty of time to cry our tears along the way in the sand.”
Arrow sobbed. The normal tower of strength Arrow was melting beneath the stress of losing her friend, Anchor.
“C’mon. Let’s go. You’ve done this a dozen times.”
“Don’t be so callous. This girl’s different. Really, Anchor isn’t like any other.”
“Arrow, I’ll knock you out with a sleep dart. Your primary mission is to protect Anchor and get her back to her family throne. Are you going to do your duty or not?”
“Yes,” she muttered to Eye.
“Buck up. Let’s go now away from this cursed cave.”
Arrow and Eye proceeded toward Shiloh loaded with provisions and weapons in search of Anchor.