[That strange spark. Eustace must have attuned it to some magic before firing that bullet. She pulls her sword from the monster's arm, wiping the excess amount of blood caught on it. She is no stranger to death, having killed plenty of monsters before, so the scene hardly phases her. There is one thing she has to do though before leaving Crumpus. Cutting a hole in the sack, she chops off one of it's horns to take back.]
Proof. [After showing the horn to Eustace in case he was confused by her actions, she dumps the horn into her bag. It just barely fits in it, but it's good enough.
She then joins Eustace properly to examine the unconcious victim. There was a combination of dried and wet mud on him, along with some drag marks and footsteps nearby leading to somewhere. She'll make an indication towards the prints.]
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Proof. [After showing the horn to Eustace in case he was confused by her actions, she dumps the horn into her bag. It just barely fits in it, but it's good enough.
She then joins Eustace properly to examine the unconcious victim. There was a combination of dried and wet mud on him, along with some drag marks and footsteps nearby leading to somewhere. She'll make an indication towards the prints.]
Somewhere wet? Swamp? Lake?