Liniwa sat there in silence, staring at Dyami's lifeless body, the arrow protruding from his back. He then slowly looked at Kieara, hearing her ask if he was alright. He just nodded, rubbing his neck where he was choked. Slowly, he stood up from the ground, walked over to Dyami's dead body and begged forgiveness to the Great Spirit. Afterwards, he pulled the arrow out of his friend's back, and simply put it back into the quiver as if nothing had happened. How would he be able to handle this now? Carry his lifeless friend's body back to camp, or bury him here and make up a lie? It would be difficult to do either one, so he looked back at Kieara as if asking for help. What should he do? He couldn't just leave him here like this, he had to take care of this little murder dilemma while he had the chance.