Chương 266: Colonial guilt?

"All things considered, things are moving in the right direction," I muttered to myself as I sat on a branch, within the massive crown of one of the bigger trees located right at the edge of the forest. 

There was no lie or falsification in my words. 

Just as I requested the afternoon before, the survivors of the army that attacked the forest were now busying themselves, collecting all the torn pieces of flesh from the wetlands. Whenever someone would find a single torn bodypart, they would end up bringing it all the way over to a massive pile, where the torn pieces of flesh would find peace among all the corpses they've gathered on said pile before. 

"A chilling sight, isn't it?" Makary muttered from below my set, where he rested his back against the side of the tree. "To see all those corpses stacked up in one place…."

"And that's merely a small fraction of those who died, for those who died in the forest…"