Aspel Cassul: When in doubt, Aspel! (weaponry) wrote in emillion,
There was no way they could take all of the tentacles and really, one more would fill the bag she had brought out with them. The actual gil the tentacles would bring in would vary based on demand, but they could probably plan at least a hundred or so gil each from the haul. Considering the purpose of this fight however, obtaining a good battle strategy to face the Riskbreaker, the experience had been well worth it.
They'd have to be careful not to leave the carcass too close to the city as well, there was no need to draw in other predators that may want to feed off of the dead malboro flesh. Though... Anyone or anything that would want to eat this. Aspel's lip curled slightly. It probably was edible but... No, no. That was a thought no one should ever even consider. She grimaced slightly nearly hearing a laugh in her own head at the notion, but there was where it remained and she couldn't help but feel somewhat annoyed.
Cutting the last bit off, and shoving it into the bag, she tied off one end and pushed the bag towards Drake, allowing it to fall down within his reach. Though... Now that she wasn't stuck inside her own head, a strange sort of tingling sensation was noticed and she couldn't help but furrow her brows at the man before her.