"Come on, we should really help out with the shelter," said Gerren as he chewed on the last of his leaves. The two of them stood and walked around the campsite, gathering metal and wood when they could. Moving around more and more metal, they found the royal guard laying on the ground, mutilated. Asia was first to find it, letting out a gasp, before pulling Gerren's attention.
"It's Mikah," he said. Gerren looked over the body.
"You sure? He's one of ours but Mikah was bigger. It can't be him so just don't think about it," He said, guiding Asia away. The young prince looked around at nothing, his mind was elsewhere.