The young girl frowned, looking up at Ludious. Most of them probably had no more water, or very little, left in their skins, so it wouldn't help much. The only thing she could do now is fill them up, hopefully the water wasn't contaminated by the blood. Getting up she held out her hand. "Skins please... I'll find us more water," Akassa mumbled. Once she had all of them she looked over to the wagon, which looked like someone had poured oil all over it, and then set it on fire. She looked inside but quickly stumbled away. The floor was flooded in shin high blood, some of it not being from the rain, but from the family that was inside.
Not even bothering to check and see if they had any uncontaminated water source Akassa simply walked straight into the woods, her eyes wide and jaw tight as she attempted to not throw up. She got about five feet before bending over behind a tree and dumping all of her breakfast she ate earlier that day. Once done she wiped her mouth and continued on. She had seen bodies, hell she saw people cut in half, and she's cut people in half. Gore wasn't something new to Akassa, but for some reason seeing civilians melted into nothing but bones while their flesh and organs are in a acid soup below them struck a cord in Akassas gut.