{Vorn's POV}
As soon as we got to the base, Velvet ran to Helen, who was kneeling in front of three corpses covered by blankets.
"Madam Velvet…." The witch shed tears.
The former prophet hugged that woman's body. "It's okay, Helen. I am here."
Despite saying that, Velvet also sobbed.
"I'm going to check if there are victims who need my help." Lexi bowed to me and hurried away.
My gaze wandered across the other cloth-covered corpses. Some individuals opened some of the cloth and wrote on the paper for identification.
Some of them have been my subordinates for a long time. That means they're tough enough. And they die in this condition.
Ayre, Phisovia and Xenora came up to me. Before I could speak, they knelt and said in unison. "Our apologies, your highness."
"Rise," I responded with a tense chin because I was holding back my emotions.
Ayre replied. "But this happened because of our incompetence…."