The room was a bloody mess, bone fragments scattered around, guts laying around disembollewed corpses. Clarisse looks grimly at the sight, and then over at you. You did all this, without even breaking a sweat, and with no remorse.

"Gods...." Even for her, a hardened warrior, this sight was gruesome for her. Her eyes snap towards a wheezing man on the ground, a big gash on his side. Bleeding out, but she sees you notice him too. As you proceed to walk over to the man