Al bursts outside, seeing the thing that had caused such a clamor. It is large and feathered with cruel talons and a beak, yet also has the fur and paws of a great mammalian beast. It is quite an intimidating sight; so much so to cause anyone to be wary. But Al had donned his armor for one purpose all that time ago: the protection of common innocents from vile things such as this. The beast roars and somehow manages to mock language with its beak. And the knight responds to it! -A curse on my damnable knowledge of this place!- Not good. Morr had made it out ahead of him. The knight is still injured. Al takes up a position next to him. Tossing a glance toward Morr, he readies himself for battle. He would let the knight have his say. But the beast would not be leaving here easily or unbroken.