Aroon started digging a grave for his twin sisters. Before he knew it he already dug deep enough to bury their bodies, or what remained of them.
"Sorry," as he started moving their bodies to the hole, he started to cry again, silently this time. He only murmured this word over and over again before he finally laid the dirt over them.
"Here," as he finished, Catrine came with a broad plate of iron, "this might not be good enough but it's the best I could find."
"Thanks," he took the plate off her and planted it deep inside the ground. "Time to write something," he took out his sword and started carving letters on the plate.
"Here lies the beloved sisters of Aroon, the last of the A family. May your souls rest in peace… That's quite nice," Catrine patted on his shoulder, "let's go, we have no business here anymore."
"Wait," he stopped her before asking, "can you scan the area using that thing?"