"Pugh——"
Black tar was poured over the piled bodies, then set ablaze, beginning to burn.
Standing upwind, a few figures stretched long in the night, silently watching the fire sizzle as it burned, turning twisted faces to charred black, slowly transforming into indistinguishable matter.
"Cough, cough——" The young man with the torch turned around, still bandaged heavily, with traces of blood seeping through.
"My name is Guy, and you are?" His face was pale, with blond-tinged hair.
"My name is Hexia, and this is my companion, Ores," the young girl introduced, as the three stood in the cool night, feeling the waves of heat from the fire before them, their faces intermittently bright and dim in the firelight.
"Thank you for treating the leader." He was referring to the evening when Tilan and Sura arrived to clean and treat the wounds of the weakened leader moose.
