Joan immediately opened his eyes and the sun was starting to rise. With few squints of his eyes, he saw a worn-out village full of dead bodies. Goblins and dead guards littered the ground. Some villagers were helping to collect goblin's bodies to burn and dead guards to make their families mourn at them.
They arrived at the village without problems. But the environment's mood was very brooding as mothers and children were still crying until that moment. Making Joan inwardly sigh and so he breathes out air lousily. Putting his hands on his waist.
Isaias then prayed with his hands joined together. Uttering prayers for the dead bodies' souls to went to the afterlife safely. It was what he can only do for them. Joan duplicate then asked to rest for a while inside him. Joan also felt that he was tired enough for that battle.
"Ah, Joan. I will have to rest for now. Just call me again if problems arise." Joan duplicate said to him while scratching his head.
