[@PaulHaynek][@Eviledd1984][@Silver Carrot] RBC [color=fff200][b] Yang Bethlehem[/b][/color] Yang breathed in and out slowly, her eyes was bloodshot as she idly searched for a stone around and gripped it tightly. Pure focus, strength and martial poured forward and the stone was turned to dust in her fist as she stood back up. "You could have at least tried to restrained her." Yang muttered, all thoughts of anger gone as she felt nothing but sorrow and regret in not being able to fulfill this woman last wish. "She's just someone I met earlier today." She quietly answered, her mind unfocused as she placed a hand over the old lady head, closed her eyes and gave a solemn prayer for her in her local dialect words. A sutra of departure, rest and moving on. That's the least she can do so the old lady spirit doesn't roam the earth forever. "While I did err in my ways, I certainly know when, where and what to speak properly, little moth." Yang finished as she stood up and remarked to Lili. " Our task has ended, but I'm not going to let the woman body be left alone and exposed." "You all can go to our requester and collect the payment, I'll...bury her with who she wanted to be." Yang made preparation to transport the corpse for a funeral, she'll do it herself if she have to. Transporting the corpse will be a bit of a problem so she turned to the guards. "Is it possible for one of you to escort me or follow me to cemetery, north of Lymeria? I'm afraid it will create more misunderstanding should I bring the corpse by myself..." --- [color=ed145b][b]Ditzy Stoneclub[/b][/color] [@Lmpkio][@PaulHaynek][@Silver arrot] ELD [@The Irish Tree] Magnus Ditzy looked at the unfolding scene and smile at it, everyone seemed to be having fun as they played with one another. He still stuck close to Neil side as he continued observing while twirling his bag, giggling from time to time as he found something funny or amusing. Then when one of the human grabbed the harpy and pulled her close, he shouted words that he recognized that bandits often used. Ditzy lose his smile slowly and frown in dislike heavily, he twirled his sandbag even faster now and made sure to stay behind that bad man sight. His back was completely exposed to him since no one bothered to look at him and was too engrossed with the two large dragon ladies. When the twirling of his sandbag reached the strongest, that wind can be felt from it, Ditzy steadily took his time to aim his sandbag at his knee. Like a thunderbolt, Ditzy took his heavy sandbag and let it go at its apex of its turn. All the momentum, strength and speed was added as Ditzy followed his father instruction clearly, twisting and turning his hips, legs, and foot all together to the throw. The sandbag flew like an arrow, and lodged itself right onto the back of the bad man knee. Just in the same moment Titanica tail would swipe the pistol off, unbeknownst to Ditzy. Its impact would send the leader to his knees and fall down, the damage would not be fatal or wounding but the impact alone was strong to force it to bend forward.