After that second spear was thrown, all hell broke loose, the group forced their way up the mountainside, yelling curses and brandishing their weapons. There was no time to think, in the heat of the battle, each action was instinctive and Crask was only vaguely aware of what he was doing. Distantly, he heard the clangs of metal against metal, and noticed that he and Jack were being pushed steadily towards the back of the cave. "If you have any bright ideas" he yelled over the din of the battle "I'd love to here them"