"What the hell was that?" Arin roared, frustration and disbelief clear in his voice.
"That's what happens when ya get too overconfident!" Ragna muttered, her tone heavy with dejection, "It was a lesson we needed.
Both of us were too cocky, and now we've paid for it."
"That's right!" A strained, breathless groan came from among the corpses: "You chew more than you eat!"
Ragna and Arin exchanged a glance before breaking into a small, amused smile.
Ragna nodded at him, "Don't waste this opportunity. I shall take care of the mess."
They fist-bumped before Arin walked over to the still-breathing body, ready to deliver a snide remark.
"The correct phrase is," Arin grinned, crouching beside the gravely injured thug, "you bite off more than you can chew."
He gently caressed the man's head and whispered a short but terrible incantation of the 'Life Drain' spell.
A faint glow surrounded the thug's body as his remaining life essence was pulled toward Arin's touch.
