Spoils (3)

It was a short walk to where the gunman had landed. When they found him, he was sprawled on the ground, his limbs bent awkwardly, and his face was swollen.

Despite the heavy blow he took from Krista, the steady rise and fall of his chest indicated he was still alive, just unconscious like the whip wielder and armored man.

Conrad knelt beside him and began searching his clothes. When he checked the collar of his shirt, he found and pulled out the tag clipped there. Connie inspected it for a moment before turning to the others. 

"That makes three. Tag #245 from him, #264 from the guy in armor, and #193 from the whip wielder"

Now came a matter of distributing them. Connie thought for a bit before tossing all three tags toward Krista, who fumbled to catch them. The tags slipped through her fingers before she clutched them tightly to her chest, her orange eyes wide in surprise.