It was quiet…flames were spreading around the small little huts and were melting the snow away, the snow was mostly covered in an scarlet red and the small Army of Raikan were currently going around to look for any survivors. They had fought against an small village of mages and almost killed all of them, depending on who they find they will keep them alive as some sort of trophy…”look for any pretty mages~” Raikan commanded as he jumped from his horse and looked around.