"Of course he's dead--you didn't think this was rabbit blood on this infernal sacrificial array, did you? He's killed at least the Hedge Mage and probably many more this way. The blood that leaked from the killing blow is all that remains, as the body and even the very soul are sucked into the bowels of the Abyss, there to become demonic bargaining chips in Abyssal politics, or larvae to be traded or eaten, or perhaps worst of all, they could be transformed into ta'nari or other demons, their essence twisted into a mockery of their former purity, as their hatred for all living things grows. Can you see now why this guy was not a nice person and that letting him continue is a bad idea?"
"Well, you and I both know you won't be able to hold off whoever this whacko brings back to deal with his rat problem. I mean, I couldn't even beat the one guy, and neither could the Hedge Mage with his familiar. Speaking of which, I do hope that other mouse is okay. At least she had the manners not to bitch at me instead of, you know, actually doing something. I swear, sometimes I think that animals have more sense than humans."