As the other soldiers moved past her. Ysena decided she couldn't really care less what their motives were, their job was done and the road to the villaige was clear, trade could continue. With a loud whistle several of her men showed up out of seemingly nowhere. "Check the bodies, if they can be saved, take them to the camp, if they can't then put them out of their suffering. We called these men allies once, treat them as such!" She ordered. As her men began moving amonst the corpses, looking for survivors. While her looter was looking amonst the bodies for any decent quality weapons that could still be used.<br/><br/>Ysena's attention turned to the group that was charging up to the manor, they were fast at least, somewhat curious as to what their motive was. But she knew better than to trust strangers on an battlefield when your already fighting against people you thought to be allies. With a few breif hand signal's several archers moved into hiding positions around her operation if these people tried anything, they would have the element of supprise.