They looked at Mag and Amy, wondering why they had remained so calm when their lives had been in grave danger.
"We'll stay here," answered Mag. "There might be more fun stuff to see.The Gray Temple guys should be here any minute now, so we should be safe here."
"Yeah! I want to see more fun stuff!" Amy said, clapping her hands.
Sivir looked at Mag like he was crazy. No one in their right mind would want to stay here after what had happened.
Mag had a point, though. Right now, no place was safer than this crime scene, which would be swarming with Gray Temple personnel soon enough. Sivir nodded. "What do you want to do with the golden scale deer?"
The Rose Mercenary Squad had suffered a great loss—Evan was dead and Eva had gone crazy. The deer might be able to fetch enough money for her to hire a magic caster and a healer.
Mag looked at the dead animal which had been scared to death. "I'll take its horns."
