As Bart's head rolled to the ground, Maynard had already wiped his katana clean and sheathed them. "Ya brought this on yourself, ya pestro."
Rydel walked up to the headless corpse, quickly locating a storage ring. He removed it and scanned through its contents.
"Find anything good?" asked Maynard, unfazed by the death of his four former comrades.
"Plenty of coin and wine, but not much else," answered Rydel.
"Any leftover swords or weapons for the kid? Ya saw what was left of the rapier in the dungeon, right?"
The hunter shook his head when he remembered the bent and charred blade they found near the troll's corpse. "Yeah, I like that idea. How about we just hand over the ring when he wakes up?"
"Really? But what about all the coin?"
"The kid's already a patron with some trader; how else do you think he got such great stuff as a newbie?" explained Rydel. "Besides, based on how fast he levels up, he'll be passing us too pretty soon."
