Burn it to the ground

It was certainly his hope that this would be it. That Oleander would give them the all clear in a couple day and they could put this behind them. Something in the pit of his stomach told him it would be otherwise.


He felt the heat before them build, and was forced to take a step back. He wrinkled his nose at the scent of burning flesh and watched as the tree was consumed by the flames. 


They stood there for a long time, the two of them. until the fire had raged, consumed its fuel, and faded. When there were just embers left, he kicked dirt over them and nodded his head to Yara. “Let's home fire cleansed it.” He said, and led the way to the lake.