Luke helped Gary settle down beside him.
For a while, the two men sat in silence, their attention fixed on the cleanup taking place beyond the village perimeter. The traces of violence were still fresh, and even from a distance, the sight was enough to leave an uncomfortable weight in the air.
"It sends a chill down my spine." Gary shook his head. "Can't decide what scares me more, the bloodshed or what could have happened."
Luke chuckled. "As long as I'm here, you only need to worry about the bloodshed." He groaned almost immediately. "That sounded bad. Forget I said that."
The last thing Luke wanted was to spend the rest of his life surrounded by danger. He enjoyed hunting, certainly, and he had never been one to shy away from a fight, but even a hunter needed time to return home, be with his family, and simply enjoy the company of his lovers without having to worry about what might come next.
