The Mana Crystals from those Rat Shadow Stalkers should be worth quite a bit of money so we took the time to extract both from their corpses.
Unfortunately, the Dungeoneers they killed were completely eaten up by the Rats and somehow they also managed to chew through their equipment too, leaving nothing good for us to pilfer.
Heck, even their coin pouches were reduced to just cloth scraps.
"My apologies for making you worry for me, Mistress," Katsuki apologised for the umpteenth time after she recovered.
"It's fine Katsuki, I'm just glad you're ok," I assured her.
"To think that I would not even be able to handle a monster of a level like this… It seems like I need to train even harder…"
"Umm… Everyone has their own specialties so you don't need to beat yourself up over it."
"Mistress is really kind."
Journal Entry:
It's easy to forget that such things happen to when you don't see it. I'm pretty sure that there's people dying in the Dungeons everyday in the dozens or maybe more. Thise who would never see their friends and families again nor would they even know that they are dead.