The two of them searched around the cave for a while and eventually did find the Investigation Corps' convoy—five carriages in total.
The horses pulling them were already dead. Their bodies were riddled with writhing tentacles and swollen tumors. Before long, they would have turned into corrupted horses, so Phield had no choice but to put them down properly.
Inside the first two carriages lay several male corpses. When the white cloths were lifted, their bodies were revealed to be covered in bite marks and torn wounds. They were likely wounded members of the Investigation Corps. All of them were dead, their eyes wide open, frozen in disbelief.
"No survivors." Rosalia shook her head, then swung her blade and cleanly severed the corpses' heads to prevent reanimation.
Phield found that perfectly reasonable. "Anyone capable of deploying something like a Grievance Widow wouldn't make such a rookie mistake."
The remaining three carriages were packed with valuable supplies.
