The impact of the fireball was enough to ensure both sides of this tiff were killed. They were both weak from the fight the had been in, one of them was most likely dead before the words even left her lips. Before the smoke had time to clear the road was silent again, desolate. If she took the time to search the bodies, there would not be much to find. Both men were low on supplies, less then a days rations between them. one holding a rusty dagger, the other a simple short sword. Neither worth much.  The only item of value was the gold idol.