CXXIX. The Protection
Just then, from the hut behind them, they all came out.
One of the old men said something to his people, pointing to the corpses that were still on the ground. They were probably organizing to bury them.
Then he approached Dag, who put a hand on the man's shoulder and together they walked away to speak, on the sidelines.
"We spotted a man on horseback. He was spying on us from the top of that hill. We think he could be one of the bandits who managed to escape" Dag said.
The old man looked at him with a worried expression, without saying anything, as if waiting for words of comfort to come out of Dag's mouth, which sighed before continuing.
"Perhaps it would be better to try to pinpoint the origin of the bandit raids that periodically come to plunder your village. I think as soon as the darkness falls, we're going to get out of them" he continued.
The old man's eyes lit up with hope.