Surprised by Fiona's sudden appearance near Eyle, Chrrou pauses for long enough to see the last visible enemy combatant fall; satisfied on that count, he turns and squints his eyes, scanning the battlefield for any sign of the source of the acrid and smoke-reminiscent hint of scent, now that nothing remains to distract him; the lizard he can deal with in proper time, and he's confident that the trolls are going nowhere fast.<br/><br/>[Even though there's likely nothing to find, the Spot check: 1d20(20)+20=40]