I looked pointedly at the merchant, only moving my eyes off him for a second to accept the smoky grey core a warrior dug out of the beast and handed over to me. My guess was that the beast was a dark elemental.
I looked back right after. Clasping my hand around the fist-sized beast core.
"That's how easy it could have been for your caravan to be completely wiped out. Imagine we hadn't shown up when we did," I said to the merchant, raising a brow.
"Now, what were you saying again?"
The merchants round face was pale, his robes covered in all the dust that had been kicked up during the battle.
Slowly, he inclined his head. "You have my thanks and my supplies. Water, food, maps. Take what you need. You've more than earned it."
"Why thank you very much, my good sir," I said to him before turning to Jamila.
"Take a couple of warriors over to the supplies and only take what we need and a couple of maps."
"As you will my lady," she said before turning to do as I had instructed.
