Losing Mrs. Becky like that was something that would weigh on Vivian's mind. Her quest was limited to two weeks; tonight was the end of the thirteenth day, and tomorrow was the final day to find Mrs. Becky.
Still, the penalty for rescuing Mrs. Becky was mild. Karma and SP loss were the least of her worries at the moment, but failing a quest still left a bad taste in her mouth.
"Let's just kill Natasha and get out of here," Vivian sighed as she turned around, facing the remaining carriages.
One of them ought to be Natasha's.
Knowing the nature of Gratia, Natasha's magical cosmetic, if she is still using it up until now, it means that there is a good chance she survived this blast. That's why Vivian asked for an entire gunpowder keg to be left in the wagon… just in case.
