"First, we have to check if anyone is still alive. Both the clans had left in a hurry, so they wouldn't have inspected properly." The Guru spoke, sliding on a dune as she descended into the lower sandpit, the battlefield where the two Clans had fought.
"Even though the leader from Meka Clan had severed the earrings of everyone? Someone can still survive in this state without him detecting them?" The Shishya was unable to believe it.
"We'll know when we see one," The Guru smiled, her eyes lifeless, numb to death. She crouched before the person closest to her, checking his pulse, sighing as she gently placed his hand on the ground.
She then looked around, not bothering to check the state of the people whose bodies had been largely mutilated. It was easy to determine that they were dead. She checked the bodies of everyone while the Shishya trailed right behind her, imitating her actions.
