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"He's dead." The voice was flat and deep, a familiar voice but not a comforting one. Messy and singed purple hair stepped into sight from behind the large sand dunes. His face was battered and bruised and burnt, but most of it now had been bandaged to heal. K'yohko had always been a quiet man, a man who stayed away from people's personal affairs, so his sudden intrusion to what was obviously a personal matter was very unusual for him. Furthermore, it was not the form of K'yohko that appeared behind the two. He was holding a body in his arms, a body with scorch wounds and the smell of medical salves and magical fire and death. The nunh knelt down and placed the body on the ground, a body that quickly became recognizable as his mother, K'leeka.
With a tenderness K'yohko had never openly displayed, her brushed his mother's clouded dead eyes closed and pushed a bit of her hair from her forehead. A gentle kiss to her forehead before he stood again. His hands that had moments ago show tenders, clenched into bloodied fists of rage.
"Just like Leeka. Take a good look at her K'piru. Take a good look at my dead mother." K'yohko's voice wavered from its usual deadpan, showing glimpses of his torrent of emotions. A torrent of emotions not even K'nihqa had managed to soothe. His only consolation was that she was minimally injured and a few of the less experienced healers could tend to her. "I want you to look at her K'piru, because I want you to look at the people you've killed today." K'yohko continued, his voice cracking under the strain of holding it all back. The horror of Carteneu, the bodies of his fellow tribe members, of Thalen and his daughter, and now of his mother and so many others in his family. "K'leeka, K'eyrah, K'hodia, K'nirha, K'ali, K'hangi, K'lian, and should I go on K'piru?" K'yohko's voice had raised to an all time high as he spout out the name of every family member's body he was getting ready to bury. And he was going to bury them all around K'piru. So that she might sit in the middle and look at the faces of everyone that died because of her. "You could have saved them! You could have saved them all K'piru! And you did nothing." He spat the word at her like it sickened him. Furious violent eyes gaze down upon the pathetic woman with all of the hatred within him. By now his broad form was shaking with anger, and his face which had failed to emote in even the slightest bit for anyone but K'nihqa twisted into an ugly look of rage. He waited for K'piru's response. The nunh could give a shit about K'ile's presence. He was just another grain of sand in the ocean.
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