A sigh of relief escaped Albali; though she had some expectation of fighting when she begrudgingly accepted her instructions to aid Kejaani with this cultist problem, she had not really prepared herself for how tense this would be. Sensation flowed into her fingers again as she realized how tightly she was clutching that little bit of iron. it wouldn't do to go all insensible now that her gamble had paid off, though. She turned to her shoulder and hissed at the raven, "Keep an eye on me, will you? No nodding off on me. I'm risking my neck this time instead of yours. If anything happens to me, go get the bull." With a wave of her fingers, she motioned him off into the branches above her - something the half-elf was likely to hear, or even see, if she wasn't more distracted by Albali emerging then from behind the ferns, picking her footing to halve the distance between her and half-elf. The nail was slipped back into her pouch; her sleeves were drawn up to show her hands empty.<br/><br/>"Well met, Kaheksa. So you come as an ally? We cannot have too many of those if we are to recover all the children safely. But..." Albali's large eyes narrowed as she watched the woman's face for her reaction. "We are charged with destroying the cult as well. Would you be an ally in that? Come, let us discuss this at the camp? I'll let them know to expect us."<br/><br/>Albali pointed again in the direction from which she'd heard that grunt, and whispered. "I'm coming back with one who is likely an ally. The others may wish to... disentangle themselves."