Fools in Harpy Territory  

"Should we go after her?"

Von sighed, looking deflated. "Nah . . . There wasn't anything important in my bag anyway. Let's just get to a town and sell the loot we got."

He stuffed the rest of the bags into his arms, muttering under his breath, "Why are all women like that . . . ?"

Cappy flew beside Von, chuckling to himself. "You know, you really have a knack for getting yourself into trouble with women. Remember that time in the tavern? You thought you'd impress that woman with a line, and she smashed a tankard over your head! Turns out she was the 'Tavern Terror.' She was more interested in fighting than flirting. And you just had to be her next victim!"

"Can we not start that?"