"Looting?.. Sure, whatever. Feed them to the wild beasts while you are at it, see if I care. The bastards sure didn't care if I lived or died."
Although Guying didn't protest that I looted the corpses of his clan members, his distaste was written plainly on his face. Or maybe this was his hangover.
Besides money, his attackers had some healing and energy-restoring pills on them. I pocketed them all and waved the Union to eat to its heart's content.
"That's one disgusting pet you have," Guying commented when the Union squealed and ran off to munch. "Never seen one like it."
"It's a mutated Twinned Rat," I explained. "I don't know if they live in this region. Anyway, welcome to my humble abode! Union, eat and get back here before other beasts notice the blood!"
Inside the cave, Guying's attention immediately went for the brew on the extinguished fire. Meanwhile, I was more curious about the man himself.
