Mercy, after the first Dark flush of rage is passed. Yes, there should be mercy, even for these.

"Retrieve your personal belongings from the ship, then get you gone," she tells them. "Make better choices, for we did not HAVE to show you mercy today."

Some sailors do not even bother trying to retrieve their belongings, they simply run down the dirt road toward the village. The rest move hastily toward the ship, keen to get their things and get OUT of here as quickly as possible.

"I didn't give you my name," the young man says into silence. "Xenophon. I am, I am Xenophon."