Yojiro sliced in the air, sending wind blades to extinguish the fire ahead of them. He walked forward at a calm and cold pace, ignoring the heat of the surroundings nor the cries of the monsters and players they walked pass through.
On the other hand, Lony and Roval had 'happily' looted anything that is still in good shape or was still usable along their way. Most of their loots were made up of newbie swords, inventory bags, or the 'cooked' corpse of mountain wolves.
No matter how unsightly or brutal was the fate of these beings, Lony and Roval did not give a single d@mn care. Their loots would, at the least, be sold for several bronze coins. It was something better than not earning a single coin. Besides, the 'loots' were free--just waiting for them to be picked up.
