Cleaning up took longer than expected. And getting the blood out of the air was even worse than I thought. It still smelled of death around the Keep. But everyone walked together to get things sorted and back to how they were. Ash, Kai, and I took over the kitchen. That was easier than carrying bodies, but feeding all of them was going to be the end of me. They ate too much, and they earned my glare every time they asked for more.
Ender was barely in my line of sight. With what I heard, he was torturing information out of the prisoners, so he was barely around, except for when he wanted to eat, which was barely and rarely in this case. Torturing his victims seemed to be more important, and whenever he returned, I feared going close. His aura was murderous.
The injured men had it the hard
