Lewis
*Terrel would look down at the man, poking at him slightly with the tip of his sword before gazing back at Artoria.*"Seems like that's the last of them. Going to have to hope he's the one seeing as everyone else have been either burned alive or mutilated..."*The Elf would stoop down, grabbing the leader and throwing him over his shoulder before standing up and looking at what remained of the camp.*"I'm going to go see if this place has anything worth taking... Not like they'll use it anyways..."*He'd say before turning off to head towards the tents that had not yet burned down already.*
Jessica
*As Terrel turned towards the tent to investigate, Artoria let her eyes fall onto the leader. Even from the distance, she could clearly see that he was a mess; a quivering, shaking cesspool of bloodlust. But he was not a threat in the slightest.*

"Wait," *She called to Terrel.* "Put him down. I have some stuff I need to... Inquire him about."
Lewis
*Terrel would come to a stop as he'd glance back at her, taking a moment to decide whether or not to trust her with him.*"Try not to kill him while I'm gone..."*He'd say, letting the man drop off his shoulders back onto ground before heading back off to tents.*
Jessica
*She nodded as he put him down. He was unconscious, but his battered wounds were on full display across his body. It was worrisome on whether or not he'd awake to answer Artoria's questions, but it was worth a shot nonetheless.*

*She spotted a rope nearby one of the tents, and soon tied up the leader so he couldnt run.*

*The question, really, was how to wake him up. She already had an answer to that, though. Approaching the leader, who lay haphazardly on the forest floor, she traced a sigil in he air with her finger. Once it was fully formed, she gently pushed it his direction. It didn't patch up his wounds entirely, but some of the blood and bruises began to fade away. She let him rest for a moment, but then shot a frost bolt at him. Hopefully it woke him up.*