Arad teleported to the castle's main gate, staring at the crumbling portcullis. He stepped forward, looking at the side and spotting blood trailing down the white snow, an armored arm poking from white fluff. "This was a battlefield," Eris looked at the snow, "Tens of soldiers died when Vlad attacked."
"It's not just soldiers, almost everyone living in the capital got killed. Only the lucky ones survived," Arad walked through the gate with Eris slowly trailing behind him, "Should we bury them?"
"Of course," Arad replied, "When we get out of the capital, I'll use my void to suck all the corpses and we can then bury them one by one,"
"Our catacomb would get filled quickly," Eris sighed, "I can't believe that we haven't even built the castle, and we're already burying more people than a city does in five years,"
"I can get more land from Baltos in our catacomb isn't enough. I'm sure he won't mind, considering that the capital just got blasted,"
