[ Jacob doesn't like the undead. He's killed too many people to want them getting up and coming back to bother him, or restarting the plans he killed them to prevent. But these people, the people that can almost be seen below, bleeding and broken on the arena floor aren't the Templars. They didn't deserve what happened to them. ]
Alright. What can I do, just spot them?
[He could see better if they got a little lower, or he can try with Eagle Vision. He's never really done that from the air though, or from so high up. At least he knows it works on bodies.
He points to a patch of the arena, the smoke and the dust and the chaos having moved a little thanks to the wind. There's bodies twisted by death that are already lurching back upright again.]
There's a couple down there, at the southern end- can you see?
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Alright. What can I do, just spot them?
[He could see better if they got a little lower, or he can try with Eagle Vision. He's never really done that from the air though, or from so high up. At least he knows it works on bodies.
He points to a patch of the arena, the smoke and the dust and the chaos having moved a little thanks to the wind. There's bodies twisted by death that are already lurching back upright again.]
There's a couple down there, at the southern end- can you see?