Urist raged, and not quietly. "So this 's a temple t' onna ya DARK GODS?! Yer talkin' o' demons s' funny, since I figgur'd ya, out... YER' ONNA TH' DEMONS!"<br/><br/>He couldn't reach his boot knife, but he wagered he could move his leg enough to toss a knife-filled boot at this fellow questioning him.<br/><br/>So he did.