See, Brudil's used to the stories where the hero focuses punishment on the villain behind it all, not so much on the underlings.
Cringing, Pleht looks at the skeletal fingers in his coat.
Pleht: Come on... please just vanish....
Putting an arm on his shoulder, Brudil points down.
Brudil: Pleht, look!
Before them is the squashed Pink Slugfolk, lying unconscious on the ground.
Kneeling down, Brudil puts a hand on him as Pleht looks on.
Brudil: ...Still breathing, thank Rit.
Pleht: Should we tie him down before he wakes?
Brudil turns to look at him, her face a mix of shock and disgust.
The skeletal hand disappears in Pleht's coat as he tries to avoid Brudil's glare.
Pleht: ...I suppose not.
92 – While He’s Down
