[The sight of Carac grabs Bellamy's focus, and relief rushes into his face when he finds all six of them, all alive and without any life threatening injuries after a quick glance over. And now that he knows they're okay, it's easier for him to focus on the task at hand, and even easier to bark out some orders of his own, at least to the three of them who'd been taught it.]

Use the ice magic, put some of the fires out along the way! [And he moves with Ascelyn as he scans the area with her, using his ice magic in tandem. But there doesn't seem to be any hint of anyone else, further cementing the idea that this attack was magically done.]

[There's still no sign of an attacker by the time they reach the outskirts, but there is sign of life. Ascelyn scoops up the cat and cradles it, checking for injuries with pure relief to find it alive and unharmed. Bellamy squints at something nearby, moving over and prodding the stuffed animal with his sword first, making sure it's not any kind of bomb, before he grabs it and holds it out at arm's length with bafflement and suspicion.]

[Ascelyn looks at it and shakes her head.] It doesn't mean anything to me.

[They move again, returning back to the others, and Bellamy holds the bear like it's poisonous, a scowl on his face. Now that he's sure the only damage is to the structure and not the people, his concern becomes drowned out by his anger, and his entire body is rigid with it.] Anyone got a thing for bears?