Connie leaps high into the air, bringing her sword down on the sahagin's skull and splitting it in twain, some of its guts splattering all over her. Unconcerned by the mess, Connie takes out her dagger and begins gutting the fishman, preparing to autopsy it. "You should probably go grab a Job after this. You can't rely on random adventurers pulling your bacon out of the fire all the time."