"Damn..." Malon was the first to speak. He was impressed, but surprised at the same time.
"Good on ya'... red-skin." A few more voices sounded.
"Err... good."
"Hah, bastard deserved it."
Tyr exhaled as he pulled his hand to his side. Out of nowhere, he scoffed and then chuckled. Before he knew it, his snickering had turned into a silent laugh.
"He deserved it alright," Tyr said, crouching and retrieving the keychain from the guard's pocket.
Right now, Tyr felt for the first time almost no repercussions of killing someone. Maybe it was because it was a moosh instead of a human, but Tyr didn't believe that to be the case.
Instead, he felt this douche warranted his death more than any other person Tyr had killed...
He tossed the keys over to Malon, who caught it with a puzzled look. "W-why?"
"So you can get out. You're gonna be in here for 3 more months, right?"
