Ares and the rest of his Terrific Ten explored through the village to see if any of the rhinofolk remained. There were a handful that had been injured, some in various stages of being wounded. One particular rhinofolk, an older woman, had been struck with several arrows deep within her. By the time Ares had reached her, the life had faded from her eyes. Ares felt the coolness set to him and he clenched his fists.
That sucked. That really sucked. He was seconds away from potentially saving her. There were many others that were faring much better, though they were equal parts suspicious and fearful of the newcomers that had arrived.
