Vincent took a step back, casting his gaze in the direction the two thieves ran, they certanly did not get very far. A smirk crept across the warlock's shadowed face as he admired his handiwork for a moment, turning to his new comrades, the older male gone from sight. Vincent paid no attention to that detail, turning towards the young looking female<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#800000">"If we wanted to harm you, you wouldn't be alive right now,</span>Vincent gestured towards the lowered section of earth that marked the two men's graves<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#800000">"and running wouldn't do you much good..." </span>Vincent smiled, this time it was friendly<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#400000">"We are on your side"</span>The mage didn't say much else, instead turning his attention towards the cleric, grimacing as he bent down and actually healed the man that Lucrecia had attacked.<br/><br/>Vincent's eyes focused on the mage, healing their enemies? He cast a glance at Lucrecia, who looked as disgusted as he was with the deed, it was a good thing to do  to an innocent, but these men were cowards, thieves, rapists and murderers, how could any man find any compassion greater than simply crushing the dying man's skull into the ground to ease his pain... Vincent said nothing, only staring at the priest, then glancing back at the spots where the two men were likely suffocating ten feet under the earth, nobody could save them, unless of course they were really quick with a shovel.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#800000">"showing mercy to those who wish us harm, pathetic"</span>Vincent muttered under his breath. Scum like that had no reason to exist, corrupt and filthy, Vincent was again reminded why he preferred the forest to the cities. Taking a step away from the obviously infuriated female Vincent gestured towards the stables<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#800000">"With that done with, let's get out of here, events are moving faster than I had anticipated, I fear our enemy is stirring already"</span><br/><br/>Vincent was eager to leave the city, though he barely let that show upon his face as he turned around. If he had to summon a ride, he would. The raven perched on the head of his staff also seemed to be willing to move on, reflecting it's master's emotions.