The blood from the severed head flows down Tommi's arm as he holds it up, as drop spatter across his shoulders and chest. He looks around, brandishing it as if the sight ofit might turn all goblins to stone, but he finds no enemies, as the only ones remaining conscious are face down.
Tomi's arm sags, the sword Gutter lies loose in his hand. He'll have to clean the blade, but he doesn't do so yet.
The cry goes up, and he heads Dandin's voice, though he can't place him yet. He turns to the corpse on the ground, searching the body for keys or anything else to help free the prisoners, or which might otherwise be of use.
