"GO!" Borne said, pulling him back. The other raiders were gathering up by the rear. They were keeping their eyes on the ground, as some measure of order was reinstilled. If the sights were so unsettling that they could hardly look at them, then it was better not to look at them at all, and keep some measure of order. They had their weapons drawn, keeping their retreat route out of the forest open. The majority of the slaves too had been brought under control – it had only taken a true glimpse of their surroundings to completely remove the souls from the already broken people.