Almost hidden from sight behind Brom, it was nonetheless clear to Kynathien where the human's sword buried itself, hearing the wet, thick sound of rending flesh beneath the Priestess's screams, as she twisted and clutched at Brom's arm to keep from falling.<br/><br/>"NO!" He roared, long, wiry arm stretching toward the woman as if he would drag the undeserved pain from her, if only he had the blessings of their goddess. "Do not harm her! She is pledged only to our Lady!" His reluctance to speak the speech the human would understand was obvious, and perhaps a sign of his desperate need to protect Elandriel that he used it to try to convince a madman.