The farmers gather what they can back into their magically repaired wagons, using a water spell to wash everything, including themselves clean again. Cain smiles at Nemu, who is fretting about the mess that the splattered blood has made of her fur and the guards shudder in momentary fear. He might be on their side, but the blood-covered wrath demon is still a bit horrific to look at, especially when he smiles like that.
"Adventurers are really an entirely different breed aren't they?" One of the young farmers, an Incubus, asks in awe, watching Cain and Vala return and methodically finish off the survivors of the crazed.
"You've got that right son. Even if you've got a good class for it, you need a special sort of guts to go out and do things like that for a living." The other Obsession Demon accompanying him agrees.
