The bloodbath had somewhat subsided; leaving behind a trail of lifeless bodies all over the once prominent Kingdom. The air was draped in smoke, a ghastly result of shanties that had been subjected to the wrath of fire. Stench of burnt flesh prickled the nostrils of survivors as they hid from their foes. They would mourn for their loved ones after the storm had passed. Reece had been obliterated beyond recognition, commoners and nobles alike, all meeting horrendous ends. Men had watched in anguish as their women were groped and raped before their own eyes. They tried to save them, struggled to fight for their wives, but their efforts had been futile. The horror had not been spared from the little ones, the Towan soldiers ensured they witnessed the gruesome deaths of their parents,
