"I wouldn't say annihalted, maybe halved I think, there was quite a few hobgoblins and worgs still about at the end of the fight in the crowd, and one of them came got the one the mouse let live," he says, reaching out and patting her reasurringly on the back, noticing her look of fear.<br/><br/>He smiles a little reasurringly, "you have nothing to fear from us though, unless you try to attack any of us," he says, he face suddenley looking dangerous, "then you should be scared." He then smiles again, "though I don't think you'll do that."<br/><br/>"Puime, who's she?" he then asks.