"When did... what happened?" Luka asks desperately, not sure if Ten even has the answers. He doesn't need a response or expect one. "We've done everything right. How did this happen?"

He feels an urge to get closer, to inspect the scene in the few ways he can. Luka wants to know everything about whatever this all is. But his uncertainty of his own surroundings stops him from making any movements, and he's left with only questions.

"Did the Wizard do this to them? What's the purpose of having the bodies on display?"