The let down

Wim did not go far from the grove and sat down with his back against a tree. He tilted his head back and closed his eyes. They had won and they were alive. This fight had cost them.

Now he had three bodies to burry when they got back. His protectors and the young woman. He would dig the graves himself and all three would have a proper burial.

There would be more children left behind, families that would be broken. More people would be hanging from the wall.

It made Wim sad to think that children would die because of what their parents did and spouses would suffer too. It would take some time but maybe if he helped some of the survivors he could get his hands on any of the written instructions the cult had. It would be worth the money to destroy it and gain favor with people who needed a champion.

It did not take Wim long till he pulled the cloak around him and slept.