Dal Shabet

As Laust headed away on the sparsely populated street, four fresh corpses remained.
- Should we follow him, boss? - Alv inquired.
Saria, however, was clearly delighted by what she had seen. - I wouldn't mind testing my abilities against him...

- No need, we'll meet him again. For now, it's better to leave here. However... - trying to shake off the persistent thoughts about the army of puppets, Amos leaned over the corpses, searching them for money and valuables, glancing around and ready to flee cowardly at the slightest sign of trouble.
- Life experience has taught me, first and foremost, that good things shouldn't go to waste... - he grumbled. - Better for us than to be lost, better for us than for drunken thugs.