It's not always the strongest that survived, nor the smartest, but the ones that survive generally are the cowards.
They understand their limits, they understand their position, and how they should stay away from trouble. And for most adventurers, this nature of theirs is innate.
So the two sat down, looking toward what the hub was all about.
"This." A sound came before an announcement that the Casino was going to be closed.
"Who do you think died?"
"It's a VIP area, obviously some noble."
Such were the thoughts of the two Adventurers, who slowly parted away from each other, treating it just as another one of the disasters that was all so common the past week.
And besides, both of them still have a job to attend to. Which was guarding the noble houses against any miscreants that might try their hands at the riches during such dark hours.
