Sohn turned in a circle once the imp turned to purple dust. Was it dead? Or was it going to reappear behind him?  He did not search long though before he grabbed Eliel by the shoulders and dragged him away from the death door. "Eliel!" he tried, checking the boy's non-existent breath and then searched for a pulse.  

A curse word escaped him as he realized his companion was well beyond his help, if not already gone.  He did the same then for Magolor.  Then fell back on his butt as it became obvious they were both dead.  

Belatedly, fear set in.  In less than a quarter of an hour, the party had gone from 5 down to 1.  Well, 2 if Fortuna counted.  "Here girl," he said, stroking her head several times as if he was calming her when in reality it was the other way around.  "He get ya bad?"

The scratch didn't look to be that bad.  Certainly not bad enough to prioritize above finding a way out of here.  He took in a deep breath and then let it out slowly, regaining his composure.  

Then quickly searched through the pockets of both Eliel and Magolor.  He didn't like to think of himself as a thief.  But desperate times called for desperate measures.  And if they had something that might help keep him alive, he wasn't going to pass it up.