Truth?

"Where did senior go? Is he going to be okay?" Mavenna asked as she wiped away her tears. 

It had been a little over two hours since Ning had left. After they were done sobbing, they gathered around the ones that died. It was a terrible night and they had many losses. 

But they couldn't let those losses drag themselves down. 

They didn't care about the bandit's body; those would be taken care of by someone from the town. Lord Canon had sent his own son to help them take care of the bandits. 

The villagers were very grateful for the help. 

The total number of people that died in the bandit attack was around 11 on the villager's side, while the injured were around 30. Everyone who fought against the bandit even a little had some injury on them. 

The Lord's son went around with people to deal with the injury of whoever was injured.