Meanwhile, Boris had been slipping back into the shadows, sneaking into town. While he was enraged, he had decided that it would be nice not to spill any more blood, so he tied up the villagers, one by one. As he tied what he thought was the last one, he was slashed and beaten by an old, fat man which had a knife and a mace. Boris figured that it would have to be the alchemist, which he hadn't found. "You, you lied to me! I didn't grasp a word of what you said, but it sounded like it could get me free frow death row. But nooo, you just tried to feed me to the dragon, and at the same time eliminate the pirate and the anthro!" Boris said as something snapped in his brain and caused him to bite the head of the lying alchemist bastard, and spat it out because he was distasteful. Disoriented and confused by blood-loss, Boris walked back up to the cave.