Both horse and rider were decapitated from your attack, their magically animated remains clattered to dust on the ground. Even the skull you had smashed off vaporized before it hit the ground. The only thing left behind was the skeletons equipment, which wasn’t much. The tattered remains of its chainlink armor, it’s spear, and a shortsword it had on its hip.

Pylia ignored these things and went over to you, digging through her bag before taking out a small white berry. “Hear, eat this and hold still.” She took out a satchel from her bad containing some basic first aid equipment, bandages and such. “Let’s be quick take off your top, or at least the part where you got stabbed. I don’t trust that spear wasn’t soiled in some poison or carrying disease.”