As soon as the Chief dismissed them, Kevin stood, rushing towards his stuff by the door. He dropped to his knees, untangling the chickens from the sack and examining them one by one. He wasn’t sure if they were hurt or not, and sent a wave of magic through them, his hands glowing green. Once he was done, he gently put them back in the bag and grabbed his gun, turning to watch the rest of the group as they slowly made their way towards him.