Caeile looked over to the darkened village with a look that was lost for words. Bane followed her gaze to see his people bringing one of the fallen away. That one must have perished from their wounds. He knew where they would take the body. There were plenty of places to bury the body and plant a tree seed on top, a rite would be performed. It was their way of giving back to the land that had provided them for so long. 