Sylvester Archipelago

The elf didn't answer. The sword slipped from her trembling hands, and she sat on the floor next to Krizor's corpse, weeping.
The Bloodsucker hung on the wall behind the counter.

-Listen, you need to calm down and pull yourself together, - Tiberius tried to comfort the elf. -We'll help you. He was a bad person, so you did the right thing. We need to leave now. I'll make you invisible. -With these words, Tiberius cast a spell. -I'll take care of the corpse. -He casts "decay". -What should we do with the blood and the rest of the shop's inventory? -he asked the others.