Marik forced himself to look around at the destruction, trying not to let himself see it as the place he loved, trying to focus only on the facts. It wasn't working too well, but at least he could keep his eyes focused. "T-there were... I think... twenty-six... no, twenty-seven buildings. I'd always forget-" He paused, swallowing a sob, then said, "N-not important. There were fifty-four people living here, I think, but I don't know if the Salujas were here. It was around that time, but you can't ever tell with merchants... and the - there are others. Were others, maybe. They'd - they lived away from the town. Hunters, you know? A few small farms, too. And - I know Mrs. Karuna, she- Mama said- had to be twins-" He let out a strangled cry, then clamped his hands over his mouth to keep himself from breaking down. Come on, Marik. You have to tell him. In. Out. In. Out. Breathe. "What... what else do you need to know?"
Hunting For A Hunter
