Lifting his gaze from the now-still corpse of the madman the instant Valetni had done his work, Morr nodded at the older monk, while saying to sister Vanessa "Sister Vanessa, I implore you to get one of the soldiers to help you carry him-" he gestured at the downed, dark-skinned man, "- to safety, fear not, I will draw the enemy's attention away from you while I grant Valetni the possiblity to strike with whatever he concocted at the beast."<br/><br/>Nodding to brother Valetni, Morr ripped his blade from the corpse, pointed it at the mutated madmen standing between him and the demon "SHOW ME WHAT PASSES FOR FURY AMONGST YOUR MISBEGOTTEN KIND!"<br/><br/>Breaking into a run, he charged at them.