He couldn't spot any new kill until he looked to his side where three bodies laid. Two days old? Damien figured it out by merely looking at it. Some that looked older than three weeks of decomposing bodies. Which meant the village had been attacked long before he had even passed through this place. How did no one have a suspicion? A magistrate would often have to report and attend the council meetings so that the council could ensure that everything was going well. Yet, no one had doubted.
The bodies didn't give out a bad stench earlier but with him stepping inside the room he could feel the pungent smell coming strong. Penny who stood behind him had her hands covered on her mouth and face.
"How kind of you. As you are so sweet to us, we will be sure to make your death quick without much torture," said the first witch who had spoken to him.
