"No, we rather did the ambushing. With our level of skill, bandits of that caliber did absolutely nothing." Frankly speaking, if given a bit of time, Ignis suspects that he could have taken them all out on his own. Even with his skill level, which he's sure is unpolished compared to what Ravus is unused to. Well, he will have plenty of time to practice, he supposes.

In the meanwhile... He pauses, looking at the line of Ravus's shoulders as he crouches there besides the chancellor's corpse. It is going to have to be said upfront, isn't it?

"...Ravus, I killed him," he says quietly. "Frankly speaking, I saw an opportunity, and devoted myself to it."

He doesn't regret it, either.