Wrong thread.Quinn rises from the ground, dusting himself off. he then retrieves his spiked chain and returns it coiled to its straps.
He gives anyone who looks at him with mirth a dark glare but does not say anything.
After a few seconds he does look back the way he fled and says, "We are missing one of our numbers back at the alter, I believe. I found, . . . comfort there . . . . myself."