Profit Margins (Open)

Qarinah growled under her breath as her small wings may be enough to grant her flight, but for this kind of scenario they were about as useful as a damned fart in the wind! The Heran definitely seemed to care for only his own skin as he scrambled to make his escape, which she would normally side with except in this case his actions was causing her plans some serious dysfunction!

The Saiyan on the other hand was attempting to use some kind of magic in conjunction with his own ki... And judging by his nose bleed this wasn't something he was particularly well versed in. Before the silver haired demon could offer any advice, he fired... something off into the mine whilst at the same time firing himself backwards towards the exit like a damned cannon.

Whatever he had been attempting resulted in a suitably large gale force wind that created a miniature wind wall to hold the gases back. "Not bad." she mused, her eyes tracking each and every miner that continued to head for the exit, comparing the numbers to the internal tally in her mind.

Qarinah nodded to herself as the miners that were alive and hadn't been trapped down that earlier cave in with the Heran had managed to make it to safety. With that confirmation she began to make her own way rapidly to the exit, taking aim and unleashing a barrage of ki blasts to deliberately cause a controlled collapse for this particular mine shaft.

Once they were all outside, she rounded on the Heran and snarled. "What by all the hells were you thinking? Just pick up a tool and slam away as hard as you can?!" the demon questioned, letting her Anti-Sense slip so that her Makyan energy could be felt by this Heran assuming he could read energies. And even if he couldn't, well that was a debate for later. Right now, she was pissed off!

Qarinah tried to jab a finger in the Heran's chest. "This is the issue with you "warrior race" types. Never stopping to think or consider if you should just because you could!" she stated, before sighing and running a hand across her face in exasperation.

She turned her attention to her remaining workforce. "Works done for the time being, until we can find a new entrance that doesn't connect to that gas shaft." the demon declared, snapping her fingers and a couple of chests full of zeni appeared next to the miners. "Your pay for the month." she explained. The miners all looked to one another before they began to start divvying up the zeni between them all. They weren't going to argue against being paid for no work.