Shock was written over her, hand clasped over her mouth. Luckily they had not brought back many bodies, but the last thing she expected when checking on them, as if they would go anywhere, was to actually find something covering over the corpses, having the breath caught in her throat. One, two steps were taken back, but she should not bring herself to run, not when she had it made her task to bring those men home for eternal rest. So she grabbed a broom that was close by and gave the figure a good hit to the back. “What do you think you’re doing?!” A tremble to her voice but she rose it as much as she could. @merc-lock











