They stood in front of the ruined camp. It was a mess with the tents toppled except for the prince’s tent being the one only standing. However, it still had a residue of ashes in front of it. Tahsaeb was giving orders to burn the bodies of the bandits.
“Same unmarked corpses?” Kaizan asked watching the corpse of the bandit being taken away in front of him.
The body was dumped on the pile of corpses just outside the camp mark. The soldiers around him were showing the mark of exhaustion. They were a mess to look at with the dust rolling on their armor and clothes.
Tahsaeb nodded his head. “Two dead from our side this time.”