[ WP ] He yelled in rage and fear and horror .

His lungs gave after there was no more air, his fist clenched so tight that blood oozed from them, he was knelt on the charred ground an he breathed rapidly his rage boiled his blood at the sight of molten buildings and destroyed fields, the fear crushed his chest as he observed the corpses of the soldiers charred but standing still, and the horror place cold ice on his stomach when he recognized the small burnt husks. The dam of his eyes failed and the tears just flowed unrestrained, they did n't harmed anyone, nobody wanted this lands, they were forgotten, abandoned, why would the Casellian attack this less than a hamlet? A million questions flowed trough his mind but he did n't want answers, he wanted revenge.
