The march

Onyx came out and shook his head at the bloody scene. He helped the butler by burning all the corpses and the blood to get rid of the metallic and fishy smell that accumulated. Once the master really put his mind into doing something there was no stopping him.

"This is a pretty view!" Ignius appeared above them as he admired the fire and the corpses that already turned into ash.

"The master just went on a small rampage and vented his displeasure," Onyx chuckled. He was also fixated on the fire as it rose to the sky.

"This is a small price to pay and besides those people were only here to scout us. If there were spies left on that batch then they better think twice before defying the master. If that were me, I would have killed them all and just left the mage brigade alive." Ignius floated down and landed on the ground silently. His black hair fluttered and slowly settled behind him too.