Tycondrius decided to ignore Athena's ramblings. Her brother was long dead and his influence, more-or-less nonexistent.
"Young lady," He gestured towards the burning building behind them, "I want the Head Magistrate's residence scoured for valuables."
"Oh... okay?" Athena pursed her lips. It seemed she'd forgotten that, in sieging Caeruleum, Letalis Serpentia was operating on a loss. Looting was the only way they'd hope to recoup those losses.
Tanamar frowned, "Shouldn't we... withdraw with the others? The place is in ruins."
Tycon twisted his lips, "You'll... find something, I'm sure... Sculptures, metal trinkets... Ah, I did notice some very nice tiles in the front hallway."
"Tiles, Tycon?" Tanamar grimaced.
"I... I can use my Arcanite swords to pry them off the floor," Athena offered.
