Battlefield cleanup didn't require Leon's intervention; the Orcs and Hobgoblins would handle it.
Especially those short goblins who were inept at everything but looting, willing to even jump into latrines to scavenge. It was just necessary to assign someone to supervise them, to behead a couple of thieving goblins as a warning to the others.
Leon rested for just a moment, and all the spoils of war were already collected beside him, a messy pile of all sorts of things, including a rope and a stool, a small mountain of loot.
"A lot of stuff was burned in the big fire; we could only salvage these," reported the Hobgoblins Warlord standing respectfully in front of Leon.
