Rushing forward the party came across a horrid sight. A wagon was tossed over, the contents scattered across the ground. Two people were laid out on the ground that didn't look like bandits. And hidden among the wreckage was a young boy holding a bloodied knife, and near him a dead brigand. If there were any horses or beasts of burden, they were gone now. Pylia jumped out of the wagon and rushed towards the two bodies. "Sylvia, come help me! We can still save them!" Pylia took her own goodberries and crushed them into a juice in her hand, pouring them down the mouths of the two bodies as she took out her healer's kit and tried to operate on their wounds. The man suffered many bruises, broken bones, and seemed to have been stabbed through the stomach. The woman had less but still sever injuries, as well as a large gash across her arms. The young boy just sat there, staring at the ground.