"Hey! Fellas..."
Holland leaned on his shield, taking a few ragged breaths. Once his breathing evened out, he cautiously shuffled over to the nearest Heartstealer's remains.
He prodded the lifeless, dark purple tentacles with the edge of his shield, then peered at the shattered skull where the points of Spiritual Energy no longer flickered. Only then did he turn back, his face a mask of lingering fear and caution, and asked in a low voice.
"These damn things... They don't pull any tricks like 'coming back from the dead' or 'Spiritual Rebirth,' do they? Like some of those nasty things you find in crypts?"
Ellis had managed to straighten up, though his face was pale and the exhaustion from overusing his Magic Power had yet to fade.
But upon hearing Holland's question, he instinctively straightened his back a little more and replied in his typical academic, affirmative tone.
