For a while now, Garash's eyes had been fixed on the water dragon's wound. *<span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #BF0000">Синият лицето тече...</span></span>He didn't get it. Lots of things were confusing right now. There was suddenly a pale, tall woman, who the cloaked archer called an elf. **<span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #BF0000">Остри уши означава елф?</span></span>he wondered. That was the only visible similarity he could draw between this new stranger and the ice elf. He'd also seen his first healing magic just now, such was the ice elf's talent. There were too many new and strange things, too soon, and he'd never been a very clever observer.<br/><br/>So as far as he was concerned, there was only one thing happening that he understood--only one thing that was important. They were standing around talking when they should be fleeing for survival.<br/><br/>***<span style="color: #BF0000">"Това е достатъчно приказки!"</span>he said curtly, forgetting that they couldn't understand.<span style="color: #BF0000">"Ние трябва да отидем някъде, сейф."</span>He grabbed Callie's wrist, as she happened to be closest to him, and started down the path towards the forest. His trajectory had him pass right next to the tall elf, but he didn't even make eye contact. "Demons attacking. Water safe. Remember?" he called to the others from over his shoulder.<br/><br/>*The blue person is leaking<br/>**Pointed ears means elf?<br/>***"That's enough talking! We need to go someplace safe."