Gered grumbled under his breath, watching Ahri loot a few common gems. "There mission accomplished." The half-angel walked over and hoisted the fox girl up on his shoulder, carrying her down the stairs into the area Zitka vanished into. Her tails waving about in his face while her arms dangled along his back. "Seriously Ahri, I don't care if you pick the corpses clean, but lets at least make sure our partner is ok before we begin ransacking the dead." He spoke the words in his usual know it all tone of voice.