For good measure Aaric stuck all three beasts once more to make sure they were dead and then quickly retreated back to the campfire that was slowly burning to the ground. He limped a bit to show that he was hurt, both for show and because it did hurt. Fucking beasts bit him to much. How was he going to be able to work well when he was at this level of pain. Cursing his daring moves he listened to the mule in the distance. "Damn thing should of been tied tighter." he grumbled as he fought the urge to sit down and to get the mule. It did have their food on it and extra provisions. "Ah fuck this." he started to head out into the darkness to get the mule. "Stay here you two. I'll get the bastard. Can't have you get your hands dirty now."