There was nothing in the world that could bring Yogev's mind ease after the brutal massacre. District Two had lost an unthinkable number of lives in the ambush, right when they foolishly believed they had survived the terror of the triple full moons.
Most of the surviving mages were far too traumatized to contemplate future strategy, and Yogev felt a deep, agonizing hesitation at the thought of leading broken souls into battle while they remained entirely out of their senses.
Felix and his men had already begun assisting the survivors of District Two, collecting the casualties and laying the bodies out in neat, solemn rows along the grass.
Handling the burials quickly became a bitter point of contention. Felix advised that the deceased should be transported back and buried in their native soil, while a vocal group of uninjured District Two mages argued fiercely that the fallen should be laid to rest right where they died.
