Edwin's horse followed the two patrols of the pack through the small town. Kevin's horse was hot on its tail. Edwin observed the small town with some burnt huts and a destroyed wall of a well where few women were washing their clothes.
Children ran here and there, chirping and laughing, but as soon as they noticed the two strangers on the horses, they stopped playing.
The women at the well saw the two strangers from far. Edwin sucked a sharp breath when he noticed a man coming out of his small house with the help of a stick. His leg was covered in the white bandage, and his face had bruises too.
On his way, Edwin encountered many such wounded people and he didn't need to be told what happened to them. He maintained a straight face, but anger surged inside him.
People were curious to know who the two men were. From the corner of his eyes, Kevin noticed a group of young women huddling together. They giggled and blushed to point at them.
