How about a bet?

"Wait! No! You can't do that! We had a deal!"

The skinny appraiser stepped forward and stood in front of the wagon with valuables, protecting it with his own body from the hands of the guards.

"Citizen, step back! This is a guards business already!"

But he was pushed back effortlessly.

"Haa... aren't you forgetting about someone?"

But then the red-haired girl, who up until then was busy stopping the Dandelions from voicing their complaints, casually walked between the armed guards and the wagons and beckoned her blue undead to join her.

"Prisoner, if I was in your place, I would stay put and shut up."

The guards' captain frowned and scoffed at her.

"Oh, my! How scared I am! Woe is me!"

Cranberry sighed and touched her forehead and swooned theatrically into Zombie's arms.

"A couple of little soldiers-wanna-be's will try to stop the adventurers who hunted down a low-level Draconid? Really?"