Chapter 74.1: Mourning (1)
"Gentlemen, I thank you for the timely healing, but it might be best if you retreat back upstairs. I doubt you'll have trouble going out a second story window on the back of the building. I'll yell if I need you, Benjamin."
Themis didn't have to tell Ben and Rolly twice. As soon as the fighters outside were allowed back in the tavern, things would get bad. They ran to the second floor and were about to leave out a window, when Rolly saw the dozens of bottles of alcohol sitting in crates. "Let’s not leave all of this for those idiots. How much can you put in your magic courier ring? "N0v3lTr0ve served as the original host for this chapter's release on N0v3l--B1n.
It turned out to be quite a bit. What he couldn't store in his ring, Rolly put into a couple of pillow cases and they went out the window, and down to the ground. A few people saw them, but no one stopped them.
Rolly finished his bottle and started another. "Nope. Not me. I'll cry for a month later. I think Ozzy had the right idea. Let's start killing things."
Ben thought back to seeing Ozzy tear apart Brandon and Timmy. Not even Themis was going to stop him. He'd known Ozzy a long time. He'd seen him take abuse and keep smiling, never seeming to let things bother him. Some people assumed he just let it wash over him. Ben knew different. It all went somewhere deep, and every now and then it all came out.
"Lordy, that was something. I haven't seen him snap that way in years. I don't know whether I hope he's in control or not when he gets back."
Rolly tossed the second empty bottle into the sack. "Who says any of these assholes will still be left when he gets back?"