Chapter 61: Treasure Nest
Cal and Bronn took the opportunity to lean against the wall, breathing heavily.
Their shields were battered and pockmarked, the enchantment lines on them visibly dimmer.
Leo crouched beside a dead Bullet Spider, pulling out his dagger to begin carving into the corpse.
"Chop, chop." He said, glancing at everybody. "The venom sacs and spinnerets aren’t going to harvest themselves. Or would you leave money just spilling on the ground? They’re worth something, you know."
Bronn grunted. "That’s if we live long enough to sell them."
"Complaining doesn’t make the risk go away," Leo shot back, focused on his work. "At least let’s make it worthwhile."
Noah didn’t argue. He bent down beside another carcass and began extracting the same organs.
The bodies were still warm. His Fireballs had done their job, even if each spider took several blasts to go down.
He glanced at his hands. He still hadn’t used even a quarter of his mana.
As the harvesting continued, the team fell into a grim silence. Only the occasional squelch of a blade through flesh or the soft sound of a vial being stoppered broke the quiet.
Eventually, Leo stood, holding a sack filled with dripping, preserved parts. "We’ve got some good pieces, but this haul will break even after the bribes I paid."
Cal sat down on a stone. "Then maybe it’s time to go back."