Lence Ziva personally conducted a simple farewell ceremony with a strong Dwarf style for the "sacrifice" Regis at the mouth of the mine cave.
They skipped all the complicated rituals, keeping only the essence—
Each Dwarf poured a small sip of their flask onto the ground where Regis was buried.
"I remember Regis didn't drink much?"
Standing at the back, posing as if in silent mourning and heavy hearted, Ged whispered to Lann, tilting his head.
Lann's lips twitched slightly as he spoke impassively.
"It should be... alright? It's poured on the ground, and he won't even need to breathe in the soil, so the liquor won't flow into his mouth."
"Hmm... let's hope so."
The mourning was quickly completed; the Dwarf Elder commanded his guards to haul the vampire creatures and the traces in the mine onto the cart.
He needed to show these corpses to the Dwarf residents of Hein Castle to let them know the crisis was resolved, allowing them to live and work in peace.
