Ned left the ruins with a handful of gold in his possession. Two hundred fifty-six gold plus two thousand silver for clearing the game, while Kwan received the same amount of two hundred fifty-six gold and he refused to accept the one thousand silver Ned offered.
This was the first time Ned saw the currency gold. It wasn't shining nor glossy. Roughed edges running in a circle; just like the silver, and bronze, in the middle was a small hole. A hole where one could put a string for convenience purposes.
Kwan left with bandages around his wounded shoulder. Yet, his face wasn't like before; he was more than happy after he received the gold coins. The small bag behind him was bulging round. He almost hugged Ned with the gold he received.
