The dwarf groans as he rolls and staggers to his feet, but he's alive. Geralt jogs over, casting an unimpressed glance at him. "You're lucky Lan Wangji was here," he says. "I wouldn't have been able to catch you."

"Ah," groans the dwarf – Ivo. "Aha. Yes, thank you, master. Saw me life flash before me eyes, I did."

"Let's not make a habit of it," Geralt says, dry. "Come on. We've got two more of your mates to find."