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Even as the fight died down, Ahnciel remained in a form of caster's stance, watching the twitching corpse impaled on the ceiling as if expecting it to launch a conterattack. 
Open combat was certainly nothing like his previous experience with murder, though through the haze of adrenaline that made his hands tremble, he couldn't tell which experience had been messier. While the Whispers of Fish were far more efficient at dismissing mortality than a kitchen knife and the element of surprise, the resulting gore was equally far from elegant.
Briefly, Ahnci's mind touched on a question of if it was even possible that taking a life could be anything less than panicked butchery.

He was snapped out of his daze by Korgath's words, almost jumping as he was addressed. Turning to look, he quickly averted his eyes from making contact before softly replying, [color=a187be]"Y-yes...ouf course."[/color] 
With a small flourish, he fluttered his cloak to gently bolster the dull fog which gilded the salted stone with creeping frost. [color=a187be]"If I may, Sir Korgath...zehr ver more zehn six on zee beach, to be certain. Unless zhey are in anohzer cave, I vould expect to see more"[/color] Ahnci answered for Alexander before bowing his head in their direction, keeping with the trend of avoiding looking at their face as he offered an apology of, [color=a187be]"Pardon. I vahs chased my more zehn six."[/color]

A brief silence was shattered the moment the chimera unclenched their fist and relaxed their other crooked hand back to his sides. The spell being released, a scrape of scales against stone ground from above before Ahnci's victim clattered to the ground, making him jump with an audible yip. Quickly recovering, he growled and released his frustration in the form of a swift kick into its side. Metal-adorned or not, the kick impotently 'bonked' into the fishman, almost making the small humanoid stumble from the recovery.
In his fury, he hadn't taken much notice of Liv whom he assumed was taking tabs on the dead or something like that, though the air felt [i]off[/i] in a way he couldn't put his finger on. Being linked to arcane resonance was a new sensation, and 'off' was as close as Ahnci's senses could explain the necrotic aura of their companion consuming the souls of the dead fishbeasts.

He dismissed it as still being a bit shaken from the fight.